Imagination Lines(poems,book 1)

should have listened

This was uncalled for,

I lay on this cold, dark floor,

You feel as if you need more,

More hate and deception,

We create friction,

I can't stall,

You push and I fall,

You wouldn't believe what I saw,

The bleedings and the scratching,

I take baths to wash it away,

But it won't fade,

You said it would,

I shake with fear and it's mixed with shame,

You had this fame,

But I still came,

I wanted to prove them wrong,

But it didn't take long,

For it to come true.