TRIGGER WARNINGS : SELF HARM, ABUSE, DEPRESSION
My tender box
It's so close
Tie me down
Stop the wild horse
Lock the box
Hide it away
That's right
Force me to stay
To remember this pain
Each and every day
Once you glanced away
and then I was gone
Crimson pains on the rocky lawn
My whimpers led you
To take me back
Empty the tender box
Before I snap
YOU ARE READING
Memories Graveyard
PoetryA look into the minds of the tormented, told through their dancing words and raw emotions. A beautiful art form, twisted and wild, known as poetry.
