I am just a scared child.
I am afraid of losing you again.
You mean a lot to me.
Yet I'm afraid of everything.
You make me feel happy.
Yet my thoughts kills my happiness.
I'm mad at myself.
I hate myself.
Because it feel like I'm troubling you when we talk.
Now as I stay hidden inside.
I can see that your love was blind.
You said love is based off truth.
But this all has been for you.
You think this is a game.
That you're the queen.
And I'm just another pawn.
But what happened to love?
I thought it was based off the truth.
YOU ARE READING
Short stories and poems
PoetryJust some short stories with a side of poems i decided to make. The poems will come first and then the stories will be near the end more. I may add in some poems at the end also. Please don't copy.
