they will not stop reminding me
of who i used to be
and i am grateful.
that girl isn't needed anymore.
i've been established
as nice.
now let me tell you
the truth about me -
i am the darkest motherfucking storm
you'll ever see
and my lightning and thunder
will be remembered.
- one way or another, i was here
YOU ARE READING
Storm Scars
PoetryVolume 01: i'm sorry you'll never read this you deserve to hear the truth you tried to lock up in me "honesty is a virtue" here's my holy sin lies folded in fairy tales you'd like to believe that, wouldn't you? - once upon a time, no fairy tale ende...
