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Mar 1
I used to trust people
and wear my heart on my sleeve
I still do these things
but it 's nothing more than a leap of faith

So I put on my blindfold
Stretch out my hand for peace
with a smile on my face
What do I achieve?

You sick ***** can't **** me
so you scheme
how can you destroy me
without sacrificing your dreams

You want to be reproached
You want me to hurt you
Teach you a lesson
So you feel something

If every one of you rats is a cockroach
holding a knife behind your back
gossiping and mocking when I'm not around
why should I open up?

You came uninvited
You made yourself at home
Made a chair of my back
and sat on your throne

And I have no defences
Except the almighty God
In whom I don't trust
It's why my anxiety is up
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   T R Wingfield
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