The only thing I wished for was for to make him happy
When all hope was lost I became devastated
But I did this to myself
I tore my own heart out by careless mistakes
All I have left now is a shy hope of regaining myself again...
But that isn’t likely
I would have better luck growing wings and flying away like a dove!
But that isn’t likely either...
Maybe if I’d only stopped short
Maybe if I’d held my tong things would have turned out better
But life isn’t always see-threw
It can twists you around
Throw you to the ground and crush you until you cry for mercy
Yet you'll never receive it
The only hope we ever find is in those who we come to love
But even they can become the punishment
One wrong move and you are back where you started
Crying, alone and hurt…
Author notes
Wrote as a release from an incident I put myself into.
A contest entry
- Dark Poems and Submodalities by Death Reaper ver. 6.
700 points, ended June 18, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Does it repeat it self? I have issues with that... T_T
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this is so good....
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Thank you
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nice... great work on this one... goodluck to you... :-)
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