- ѕђσÑÏ„ (5'4) |
Days
Yesterday a dying memory...
Im here for some unknown reason,
That I cannot seem to find...
I hate knowing our last conversation was fake...
Sinking, Shattered, dying within.
Lonley, useless, your broken sin...
I'm losing it all,
And it's losing its touch...
You said some bullshit,
You told me some lies...
My new try at a different format of poetry. please...
Little Girl...
Everytime i look at you i get butterflies in my tummy until i realize they're not supposed to be there and then they die in the pit of my stomach. .M. |
You take her, make her have memories to last forever. leave her, make her try and kill her memories that will hurt her forever. .M. |
I hate how you took your face off, disposed of your personality, smashed your soul, and showed me your not the someone i loved. .M. |