#betrail
I destroyed the pretty.
It's all emptiness now, what do you expect? You can't expect me to trust you further! Why would you let me break?
I destroyed the pretty.
It's not the question if you trust me, it's the question if I still feel a needle in my arm. It's the question for love and pain; a heart attack in a field of broken Roses.
Why can't you break me further? I am done, and you took my lifesaving essence.
How may I feel betrayed today? If it wasn't you that destroyed, oh, but it was me.
I ruined the pretty, I destroy the last lovely, I broke it.
One was left, now two are shattered.
So give me pain,
pain to ban the feelings,
pain to ban my life decisions,
pain to ruin further what's already lost,
has always been meant to be lost.
God why does it hurt so bad?
It's not like heartbreak,
it hurts like betrayal
and it hurts like death.
The feeling of death, deeply sitting down, wearing me out like a broken glass of beauty.
I threw you down, Glasshouse
Pretty
Beauty
I destroyed the pretty all the beauty is what I took away.
Shattered on the glass wood floor.
Death crawls up my spine like a spider to its to be killed prey.
I can't hear you anymore, how could you???
How on this earth dare you???
You left me!
You let me break you.
Why would you want that?
Isn't one destroyed body enough?
Isn't my misery beautiful enough?
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
Let it rain on me, I pray
let it rush down my body
rush down my face
let it hide the tears
let it to cool me down
suffocate the fire inside me
because I am burning
burning from within
My skin falling of my bones
leaving me vulnerable
releasing all my fears
to those who shouldn´t see them
Because this fire it burns
but it doesn´t burn with passion
it burns with anger and pain
with everything I never said
destroying all I have left
leaving nothing but ashes
at the place in my mind
were once flowers bloomed
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 5:07 PM UTC