[[So this is my first attempt at doing any type of poem like thing, so dont judge me >_<]]
The things you say to me cut me, like a throne on a rose bush. As a liquid leaves the cut i look at it. For the liquid is not bright red blood, but a new colour. You dont take my blood away from me, you take my soul. And you leave it as if it means nothing to you, when you said i was your everything. You have now stolen a innocent child from me, and i cant get it back. For the innocent child is just the innocent part of me, and now im just full of evil. As the tears steam down my face, my eyes burn, and my skin peals away. For the tears do not feel like water, but like acid. You got my hopes up, and fed me lies, which almost made me lose my closet friends. How dare you do such harsh things to me, after all i gave you, after everything i did for you. I feel like i belong on the street, like a piece of garbage. Because thats how i feel. Worthless and unwanted.
 FelixThePanda · Sat Aug 28, 2010 @ 07:17pm · 0 Comments |
