i sat alone in a world that weeps
mourning and dying throughout the week
my soul drowns in the darkness of the night
this unending silence is what is invincible
he was nothing but a big scar
but to everyone he was more
he was a celebrity to them, yet a celebrity unknown
he was a aglow - yes! - as big as the sun, as dim as the night
a scary shuttering sound of silence roars as i reminisce memories
a river of red streams down my wrists remembering his stories
he broke down my walls made undestructable
he shattered my courage
crushed my very reason
left my heart to decay
yet i loved him
his brown eyes shaded with the color of dung
his breath that reeked of spoiled garlic
when he smiles, his mouth forms a twig
his teeth with shapes of shattered glass
his heart as soft as a soft cotton, as sour as vinegar
i loved it
i loved him
just as soon as he faded away
i knew my soul could never accept it
he haunts me at night
breaks it to pieces
never to mend it, never to keep
he makes my heart bleed
the thought of him troubles my weary mind
i’m not able to sleep
thinking of him makes me repelled
it makes me want to spew
he scares me to death
i shake in my sleep
now that he’s not here to hold me anymore
i want to die
be with him again
for all eternity
he gave me that significance
gave me that atomic forever
this love is timeworn
but that’s what love is
uninspired, unoriginal, something to die for
therefore i want to
i want to die
be with him again
for all eternity
“Get over it”
“There’s many other, dear”
he was the one who welcomed me
said i was a rare find
why get over someone
who actually wanted thou presence
when others desolated thee?
write it on my grave
i’m the girl who slit for a destitute guy
i’m the girl who slit for the dead
i’m the girl who fell in love
as i stare into the hollow emptiness in the same room
i want to plead with tears
have mercy on my soul
this godforsaken glass
who wants its life back
as i lay at my god’s feet
i keep my head down
pleading
i want to die
be with him again
for all eternity
and then i met another
a guy who says he can help
he who said he’ll get me through this
and get me to smile again
just as the last one did
should i let go?
maybe i should.
maybe i would.
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A/N: Okay this poem doesn’t make sense for a prologue I am very sorry tbh this is supposed to be my poem for this English project in school wow I’m v weird anyways hope this is a good one i love you x
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The Help || l.h
ФанфикOne question rings in my mind every single day. "Why?" Why did he leave me? Why did he love me? Why did he hate me? Why can't I just stop asking this?
