Love

That's a gift
Something that everyone wants
Something everyone needs
Everyone talks about how amazing love is
And how there so happy to be loved

They call it one of the greatest gifts of life
But no one ever talks about its dark side
How its not just a gift it's a weapon
It can tear thousands apart in a minute

And it has

One of the worst pains is loving someone
Who doesn't love you back
It hurts
It'll cause irrational thinking
It's a powerful weapon
And has a perfect system
That never changes

Love is our greatest ally
But our greatest enemy
And demise

All little girls want toys
The toys
They grow attached to them
But toys break
Toys break to easily

toys are fragile
But girls
Are also fragile
They will cry
And cry

Hoping for someone to care
But no one does
Because its just a toy
But girl she'll cry

She'll say its not fair
And if she cries enough
She'll get a new toy
Or at least thats what she must think

All toys become broken at some point
But theres always glue to fix them
So instead of crying little girl
Fix it

Or your toys will stay broken.

as her hands typed away
To the words of mournful poem
She bleed ink
Because at this point
All she is
Are words trying to escape anyway they can

how can you understand me
I don’t even understand myself
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned
You make the impossible
Possible

Is dead the new alive?
Because I dead
I know in my heart
Ive died many years ago
That this isn’t real
I’m dead
A ghost to live along the streets
Yet I’m breathing
My hearts beating
Yet where am I
Im lost
Dead
And its going to stay that way
But I’m here
Theres a new “Me”
The original lost 10 years ago
To be replace
By a not so perfect clone

Roses are beautiful
They are so perfect
so perfect its been crowned
A symbol of love

But what happens when roses wilt
What happens when they drown
And there petals fall
Slowly to the ground

Many Roses have wilted
But many still remain
But for how long?
When will all the roses wilt

When will the tears
Flood the garden
When will everyone realize that roses
The symbol of love

Have thorns
That can cut deep
Roses are dangerous
and many who don't see there beauty

Watch them wilt

I’m a girl in world
thats  filled with sorrow
so I cry and say everyday
"i'll cry again tomorrow"

this world is a nightmare
and drained of hope
so I wake up everyday and say
"really? nope"

its sad to think
that my life is a lie
and that sometimes the only solution
is to cry

but I wake up every morning
and get up, trying not wine
but a voice says
don't cry, its fine

I always say "ok" as a reply
I always want to scream at the voice
because of course it doesn't get it
because unlike me its had a choice

this voice is a thing I can't really explain
because this voice never wines
in this dark world
it shines

even though I hate the voice
when its seems the world is as dark as night
I try not to cry
with all my might

and the voice was smart
because the last thing I expected to go higher
is the shell of the world
that got brighter

maybe the world
isn't as bad as it seems
because when I choose to be happy
people don't seem as mean

You wonder why I'm mad
Maybe because you never cared
When I was sad

Or maybe it was the time you stabbed me in the back

What are you , some type of hack?
I don't think so
And I want you to prove me wrong

Because when I'm in palace
On a throne
And you have no one to call your own

I want you to remember why Im mad
Because you took away my happiness
Which was all I had!

You made me sink lower and lower
And now I'm left to think
Who's to blame
Because of your sick twisted game!

But when I reach Fame and riches
I'll look you in the eyes and say
"******* *******"