Day in and day out, I'm broken apart. My only wish, is to see others happy. So to make my wish only wish come true, I let them wish upon me.
They close their eyes, they stay silent for a moment and then open their eyes with shining hopeful irises. They pucker their lips and then blow, ripping me apart.
I part with the pieces of myself that I have grown to love and then they drop me. They let my limp sad body fall to the ground and leave without a second thought.
But we are dandelions, we are people meant to be destroyed.
Day in and day out, I'm broken apart. My only wish, is to see others happy. So to make my wish only wish come true, I let them wish upon me. I let people destroy me, to save them. So am I not the hero of this story? Or am I the damsel? Am I actually the one who needs to be saved?
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Everything I Want to Say
PoetryHere is a book. Here is a book complied of a girl. A girl who is currently healing from the process of breaking herself. Here is a book written by a girl who is exposing every single crack in her bloodied broken heart. Here is her raw and natural fe...
