"towhat" poems
You damaged my heart slightly that night,
little pokes here and there,
And my blood is calling out to me,
wanting to be released.
And my razors are sitting smiling at me,
because they know my demise and
they love towhat they're seeing.
but I won't give in, I'm not that weak.
You wrecked my emotions slightly that night,
and it's a emotion crash
in my heart body and mind
"Crime scene" tapes hanging all around
because my happiness was killed
and along with it my laughter died.
And my tears are crashing against the walls of my eyes
because they too know my demise.
but I won't give in, I will not cry.
You took my sleep slightly that night,
staring in the dark,
creating my own sky
It's beautiful and so was I.
And my insecurities are awake
they're by my side
trying to hold my hand
and mock me tonight.
but I won't give in, tonight I'll smile
even if it's fake, I will smile.
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 3:51 AM UTC
Doyouthinkyoucansaveme?Fromwho?Me,you,reality?Doyouthinkyouhavefreedme?Towhat?Me,you,reality?Don’tyouseeyou’veenslavedme?Withwhat?..............?
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 11:27 PM UTC