Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Nhaia Saibot Oct 2018
**** the one's who killed you.
Nhaia Saibot Oct 2018
For I know what you know,
I wondered a lot of things.
I saw your demons.
  Oct 2018 Nhaia Saibot
adriana
she was the maker, he was her muse
a creative girl with everything to lose

she colored her canvas with her bleeding heart
she loved him and watched her world fall apart

she got her heart broken but kept a blank face
knowing that there are some mistakes you can't erase

she gave up her art, a lover betrayed
her pure white mind turned a darker shade.
And then there were seven.
Nhaia Saibot Sep 2018
My heart started to beat slowly,
slowly that I feel like it's going to stop anytime.
I started to tell lies.
I started to hide all my feelings inside. I keep all of these,
just for me.

Tears running down on my cheeks
like they are already used to it. Smiling and talking a lot is the way
to cover my swollen eyes and broken voice.

Fake laughs,
so that they will not recognize
that I am crying inside.

— The End —