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  Nov 2017 Vinny Chav
Kaels
I want to believe when I **** its romantic
but no lovers remind me of love
because you took that from me
I am now shattered on the ground
and I can't seem to put the pieces back
they just don't fit like they used to
and no matter who I try to love
they can't fill in the cracks
just like breaking a mirror
you can glue it back
but you'll always see
and feel
those scars you left in me
  Nov 2017 Vinny Chav
T R H
I don't want to talk
I don't want to think
I don't want to feel this pain
I'd rather stay asleep
But unfortunately for me
I can't ever escape you
not while I'm awake
and not while I dream.
You said you saw me for me
and you'd fight by my side
conquer the darkness within
and the demons in my mind
You said that in the end
it'd be you and me
so I didn't even expect
that you would suddenly leave.
There's a constant loop
that's playing in my head
"You are unworthy of love
You will never be enough"
I try to block it out
but it just won't shut up.
You took off with my heart
and I can't get it back
I don't deserve to be loved.
You taught me that.
Vinny Chav Nov 2017
You left and I had to accept the fact that you're gone in someone else's arms. I have to accept the fact that there isn't an us anymore. I have to accept the fact that there won't be any family dinners at grandmas on Sundays anymore. I have to accept the fact that I won't be apart of you anymore but you'll always be apart of me. I have to accept the fact that your family isn't mine and mine isn't yours. I have to accept the fact that were not sharing t-shirts anymore. I have to accept the fact that our lips won't touch and the the endless cuddles aren't mine anymore. I have to accept the fact that you're not here to push me to the highest extent. I have to accept the fact that your his and not mine. I have to accept the fact that your absence is suppose to make me stronger...
A princess lost in her own kingdom,
no crown is placed upon her head,
no luxury she does get,
only the wet pillows from tears on her bed,
she has bruises and scars on her body,
from all the times shes been kicked around,
all the tears she has cried,
enough to make all her enemy's drown,
she cries and weeps,
here on this floor,
in her black and white world full of hatred and pain,
as her family hits her again and again,
with depression and bulimia,
she starves and cuts,
people say shes phyco,
say shes going nuts,
but this insane princess,
is craving love,
but she only gets her uncle standing above,
demanding her to let him have his way,
to **** her, and all she can do is hold her tears back till hes away,
then when he goes,
she screams and cries,
she thinks of her family in which her despise,
will anybody save her,
bring the colors back into her life,
as right now she lifts her knife,
to her wrist and slices away,
mutilating her skin,
till her head does spin,
then she passes out,
no regret, no remorse,
that insane princess,
her life has run its final course.
I couldn't think of a title.
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