Sadness POV
I bend you to the point to breaking. Why we're you so tender and I put you in the blender. I'm your puppeteer and will cut your strings if you don't obey. Now dance motherfucker dance! Sideways for. Attention long way for results. I'll make you walk on a red light. I control. This. Game you lost all your pieces. Your convention means nothing just more words on the dirty ground
My POV
Something takes a part of me rips me in half and eats me. I could start over just look in my eyes and say I'm wrong, but I'm done. Nobody can see the preservation of the old me. they act like I'm their show horse. I want out you wrecked me. Pushed me under the water. You pour rain on me and try and kill me. You throw me against a wall and beg me to cut beg me to end it all. Nobody can see the old me does he even exist anymore or did you eat him up like cake? My purple lights are giving out huge me one last kiss and turn off the lights, pull the plug, devour the rest of me. I'm unstable Because you tattooed me in reverse. You made my hour glass run out.
Crazycatgal3 ( I already wrote this poem I just edited. It.)
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my butterfly
Poetrypoems I write poetry is like my only escape and way to deal with shit going around in my life. Much better than cutting in my opinion so yeah they may not be the best you have been warned
