I am weaker than yesterday surrendering
myself to everything I swore I would never
do again.
Remaining pieces of me will soon fade
away as the wind blows away, in time I will
be unhooked, no longer a bait throwing at life.
Becoming an empty hole walking in straight
lines,my heart hidden in a place far away
from your ill-educated mind.
YOU ARE READING
B A D
PoetryMy mind is dark, intensive and sexual. P.s: This is a mature content, and may get sexual at times. Please read at your own risk. Higest rank #10 as of 13/3, 18/3, 24/3 #9 as of 30/3 #6 as of 3/8 #3 as of 4/9 And #1 in sad poems tag 4/9
