Saumya 2d
Hi
I will comfort you when they make you cry
I will listen to the stories of your soul
Want to laugh? Let me help
I have all the answers, just ask honey
But when everyone's gone and I am alone
I sit and sob for all everyone's left me with were questions
Solving all your puzzles have only left mine more broken
Oh hi there
Are you okay though?
You want to laugh?
Saumya Feb 12
cause I'd rather be drunk off of all the liquor in the world than to be drunk off the idea of you
  Feb 12 Saumya
Deemz
a silent cry
tells it all,
short breaths,
giggles in between,
is the truth funny
or is the reality just another
joke no one laughs at...
Saumya Feb 8
We had this dance, an old routine, him and I
He would look into my eyes and read it all, showing so much passion
Then he would twirl me around and swiftly walk away
I would get down to the floor and crawl behind him, almost begging but in a more graceful way
We loved this routine, we practiced it often
But let me to tell you this
I got this killer new solo dance move so I never do that old routine anymore
Saumya Feb 8
How much makeup do I need to make it look like I’m okay?
And how much booze do I need to make it feel like I’m okay?
  Feb 6 Saumya
M
You broke me so you
wouldn't have to suffocate.
You tore me apart so you
could remain in one piece.
You stole my compassion so
you could be kind.

You were nothing short of a monster,
nothing short of a being
who fed off of sorrow my
and depression.

You fed such incorrigible
desires with your actions,
and I didn't see it.

   I was far too engraved
  in the very transgressions of my
illusions; the offense
of your brilliantly covert mind.

So manipulative you were,
yet I was so willing to listen to
your words, to anything
around me that involved you,
but you were a
monster.

   Nothing less.

   Nothing more

You dug your claws into my flesh;
you pierced your teeth into the warm fabric,
lapping away at the life force I had.

You did what monsters did.
You broke me.
You stole what you could from me.
You made me weak.
You made me small.
You kept me around for your own
persuasions and manipulations.

I was your means to an end,
just as any monster's victim is.

You chose me.
   I let you in.
I kept you closest to me, revealing
that of my darkest secrets and
fears,
but you used that against me.

Such intimate details were wasted
on a monster, and they only fed
Into your rough agenda.

Fear, pain, and anguish
that's what you
craved, and that's what you
received from me.

A monster you are.
A monster you will always be.

Nothing less.

Nothing more.
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