Broken dreams of sarrow

by Ysabella Scott   Aug 2, 2011


Falling into the deepest hole.
Isolated from reality.
Cold as ice,
My heart has been ripped out of my chest.
Torn into a million pieces,
Thrown to the floor.
I should have known.
I was stupid to fall for the lies.
To think for one second i was the least bit important to anyone.
Who was i kidding,
My life is without love, and care.
Everyday i wake up and tell myself,
"It's all going to be Kay, God brought us another day."
But I'm not Kay,
I never am.
I lie to myself and others.
Just so everyone can leave me alone.
The reminder of your soft hands against my face bring a sharp pain.
So with this knife,
I will do this whole Fawking world a favor..
And just leave.

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