A Girl With Shattered Dreams
You read it right.
I am the girl with shattered dreams.
The path I chose to go was divided into three roads which goes to the only end, death itself.
I'm suffering from it again.
My mind is nowhere, it isn't here.
I tried to make you believe everythings gonna be okay and it's just for the mean time but no, it wasn't.
Perhaps, it stayed forever in the back of my mind.
The words that I wrote was a piece of me that needs to be recalled.
It wants me back, the darkness.
The darkness that covered me in that petty cage.
Stuck between dreams and reality.
Hallucinations, they may say, but I haven't taken any drugs though.
Before, hatred was all in me right?
It never changed.
I tried to be humble but no, everything turned upside down.
I will make you feel what I felt.
No one can calm me the way you do.
I didn't heard anyone say that he/she believes in me the way you do.
No one encouraged me to get up and forget these nasty thoughts up on my head the way you did.
But just like everyone, you left, leaving my heart full of fresh wounds the way people do.
You let me down, yes.
That's the thing I regret the most , to trusted someone like you.
But it wasn't my fault to like you though.
It was your words.
Now I'm a lonely girl in this nasty world.
The future that we planned is now gone across the board.
The people I used to love made me hate them more and the news that's been spreading is what made me do their will.
Now I'm known as the girl with shattered dreams.
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Non-FictionA collection of my poems and unfinished songs about depression, my fears, betrayal. Or more likely, my Journal :) "The other side of the innocent girl you looked up to." *** Highest Rank: #2 in Non-Fiction *** P.S. Contains sensitive topics. If yo...
