Why can't we stop a vision of reality?
The bullied papers thrown at me?
I want my dreams to stop.
And go through all nightmares,
And all the hell above.
A grown up girl
in a childish room,
waking up early only to go to school.
I don't get why my heart's aching,
Is it about the emptiness I'm facing?
I was made of mum's disappointment,
and dad's rule of roughness agreements,
All my life I starved a place
Under the moon light,
A great breathing sight.
I'm a victim my parents complain to when
they're mad,
I'm the one they
like to stab.
I hated every hug that became a story of an emotion mad flood.
Red eyes are secrets
of a hidden dead soul,
red eyes are Weak.
speaks of every first
choice I hoped Id be.
I do let you control me,
while I know
Romio and Juliet ended up poorly.
I became your tramp,
the one u said looking " a crap ".
I can see u leaving town,
I can feel my memories ripped out.
Thank you for ensuring me my own worth,
thank you for letting
me believe our love is just a curse.
I don't know the feeling
I enjoy the burst.
YOU ARE READING
the nowhere of believers.
PuisiThis book speaks to people who suffered from the lovely little things, The little things that may slowly destroy us, wether it's before, now, or after. And keep us numb, instead of ignoring all the strength we could have inside. to people w...
