want to know the funnest
part of this hell you put me through?
you don't even know
you do it to me
you see my smiles
and just pass me
like I'm fine
I tell you I am
I lie
I'm dying inside
you can't even tell
when I'm close to tears
because when we kiss
you grabbed my wrists
and the cuts were fresh
you didn't hear me cry
you didn't care
you just wanted my body
and until this second
I hadn't realized it.
{m.s.}
YOU ARE READING
alone in my thoughts
Поэзияthis is my way of catching my breath this is my way to stop crying this is my road to recovery this is my protection if you have something rude to say, please read another story and keep your thoughts to yourself.
