Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2017
I closed my eyes,
tired of all those lies.
Nobody knows what's going on.
I wanna keep it that way,
but it doesn't work anymore.
I guess I got a little bored;
I just couldn't keep my emotions in store.
I had to let go and you never said no.
It's the mess I made.
I'm not Jade, I'm the Shadow,
in the meadow, where my body was laid.
You could have stopped me
but you left me be, all alone;
In the darkness, with the devil's empress,
who filled my head with nothing but lead;
Made my blood boil, as I hung from the tree.
It was always me, the one in the meadow.
I was your Shadow, the one you couldn’t escape.
You can't get rid of the body you hid.
Marrisa
Written by
Marrisa  21/F
(21/F)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems