Dark, romantic, suicidal and poetic
Dramatic, beautiful, glorious and pathetic
Whips, chains, straps and gags
Scars, blood, **** and feces
I’m nothing wonderful to look at
Beaten, bruised, and laying in a gutter
Maybe you’ll find me behind the trash bin in an alleyway
Rotting in my misery and shattered dreams
Everything is coming out now
I am not the girl made of puppy dogs and butterflies
I am made of rainbows and razor-blades
Hiding my sadness with a smile
Don’t let my laughter fool you
I am withered on the inside
From: Talk *****/Breathe Easy
© Khrystina-Lee 2010