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Dec 11
Too many people using baby lotion
on their rough, tired skin
Heaven exists but no one gets in
It never made sense
until it did

Because the god who created cruelty
is the god who created love
And what does He get out of it?
Making victims out of us all
Everyone is trying to make it
out of this heaven on earth
It doesn’t make sense
and it never did

If I choose to never love anything
that can be taken away
I will never love
And I will promise it is better this way
but it never was
I can never make you pay
for anything you took away
and the high you stole  
and the dirt I ate
and the no way out
and the my mistake
and the haunting me
and the you got away
and the I am lost
and the you’re okay
It never made sense
So I’m manic again
Chloe
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Chloe  26/F
(26/F)   
96
   Balaguer
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