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#thesunsadyingstar
At ten, if I had proceeded with my plan Would a violin play? I keep telling myself I don’t like pain and I don’t want to die if it takes too slow One day, the sun will consume earth And when that time comes Play me a violin Play the instrument I wish to hear when I make my exit Out of the respect of ten-year-old me who continued to suffer because she was afraid of being unsuccessful
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Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 4:35 PM UTC
Play Me a Violin
I feel your pain before you express it Cry your tears before your heart breaks Guess this pain of yours is genetic The look of disgust is not for you but for me Telling my future self to not become my broken secrets Not to become the skeletons that live in my closet If this **** is genetic though, then how come you pretend that you don’t feel me? The tears that I’ve cried in front you, you still looking at me like you’re confused What do I have to do for my feelings to become genetic so you can feel my pain too?
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Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 10:13 PM UTC
Genetic