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Nov 2014
What if it doesn't matter anymore?
If I continue to be hypnotized by
The sweet nothings of hindrances,
My rotting future will come faster

If I said alright to your command
My soul really breaks into pieces
Look in my eyes one more time
You're killing me, urging me to end myself

On the verge of being loveless
Can I begin the collapse of my smiles
I'm hanging on to the edge of thrills
Of what they called unforgivable sins

I fought, I fought the pens and letters
I lost control over the monster
Hiding in my darkest dreams
God, I'm terribly bad at hiding myself
Skye Gale
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Skye Gale
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