hey guys, sorry for not updating yesterday, I went out of town. Well here you go.
dear jonathan,
after school
i went home,
locked my
room and
cried softly
on my
pillow
leaving
watery
puddles in
my wake.
i'm not
falling for
your lies
again
jonathan.
stop lying
that you want
me back.
stop telling
me i'm
pretty.
i know
i'm ugly.
even i
think i'm
the ugliest
person in
the world.
not because
of my looks
but because
who i am
inside.
i'm rotting
inside.
i'm about
to break
jonathan.
and you're
helping
me break
even
more.
i'm
drowning
in your
lies,
nemo.
and when
im
drowning,
don't
save me.
cambria xx
YOU ARE READING
Quietus
Teen Fictionquietus [n.] :removal from activity; especially : death. all they found after my death was my journal. [lowercase intended]
