Shall I compare him to the worst nightmare
Stabbing knives into my broken soul
Silently clinging to your hand for support
You break me down, bruising my soul
Running to be with you when your sun is bright
Loving me with all you have
A cyclone of emotions
Emotions raging, blood churning like boiling water
I hide like an innocent child not expecting what’s next
Cold tear run down my cheek
Warm crimson drips from my heart
One day I shall awake from this nightmare
But for now I shall keep clinging to him
Even if I never awake from this awful nightmare
-(I wrote this in English 10 for our sonnet thingy lol)
