I wasted atleast an hour trying to find the picture above which is suitable for this poem 😝
I thought she deserved hell,
For all she did,
She transformed,
She was no longer the girl,
Who I was once in love with.
It was my fault,
I never wanted,
To see her in pain,
But I couldn't help it,
I made her believe,
That she was crazy.
She screamed every night in agony,
That fierce yet tired expression,
Present on her face,
Told me,
That she was determined,
Determined to get out of there.
Every night,
She stared at me,
With wide eyes,
Fire of rage burning in them,
She was killer crazy,
She looked like a 15 year old,
But she was a monster inside.
Once upon a time,
She would kiss my cheek,
And smile brightly,
But now,
Her eyes hold hatred towards me,
Like she secretly wants to kill me.
But her last days,
Tore me apart,
Her painful screams,
For freedom,
Her whimpers,
Saying she was done,
Hot tears running down her cheeks,
And her bitter cries,
For letting her go,
And those bitter cries,
Has haunted me,
For years,
And will continue,
Haunting me,
For years to come,
For it was my fault,
That she is no more.
-r.f.
Wrote this in 7 mins! I'm so proud of myself 😭😆 plz vote and comment how you fell about it 😄💕
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Epiphany.
شِعر"Why turn depression into suicide when you can turn it into something beautiful like poetry?" . -r.f.
