Spiralling.
that's what her time consists of,
that is if you even care anymore.
Spiralling.
she spends her nights laying awake,
wondering what you have been up to;
how are you doing, feeling, living.
Spiralling.
but all that is still unknown to her,
that information is forbidden,
but she still dares wish for it.
Spiralling.
oh what a silly girl she is,
wouldn't you agree?
Spiralling.
she wishes for the knowledge that she cannot handle; she knows she'd
get hurt if she obtains it.
Spiralling.
yet, she is still willing to get hurt
just to obtain it.
Spiralling.
oh silly, silly girl.
Spiralling.
she wonders if she has
even crossed your mind,
because you never leave hers.
Spiralling.
oh how foolish she is..
always willing to endure the pain
for those who do not even acknowledge her existence anymore.
Spiralling.
this is part of the reason she is now,
Spiralling.
she is willing to give away
pieces of her own heart
to those who will not cherish them.
Spiralling.
she is too trusting
and too naïve.
Spiralling.
and as much as she likes
to blame it on others,
it is no ones fault,
except her own.
Spiralling.
i guess she'll have to
learn the hard way, again.
Spiralling.
so even when her arm
reaches out for help,
do not help her,
for she will just do the
same thing again.
Spiralling.
this is her fault.
Spiralling.
she is a foolish and
silly little girl,
she needs to learn.
Spiralling.
she needs to learn,
the consequences
of the forbidden..
because she is,
spiralling
down
and
out
of
control.
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A/N
okay, this chapter was kinda messy and all over the place
but oh well!
i haven't updated in a while and was feeling pretty down so
i felt like writing a chapter.
all lowercase with the
exception of the
word "spiralling",
was in fact, on purpose.
i hope you all enjoy and have
a wonderful weekend! ♡
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