I want to curl up in a ball of could have been beautifuls, intertwining my fingers with yesterday was and tomorrow might be, because todays just too hard to face.
Someone put a bomb inside my ribcage, with a timer set to when she’s had enough…well, I’ve had enough and inside I’ve been shattered, every part of my structure splintered. My hearts in shreds and I’m flowndering in my own blood. Its called despair.
I’m a little small and a little torn and more than a little heartbroken.
Is there anyone who can save me? I’ve been screaming for god, a saviour, but he’s deaf to my cries.
I’m slashed wings desperate to fly. My butterfly heart stopped beating when I realised there’s no trust anymore.
The worlds not beautiful.
Author notes
This is just emptyness. I feel betrayed and I can't stop crying. I don't even know what to do. I hope this was half ok.
A contest entry
- && sometimes maybe i want to cry too by Simply Simple.
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Comments
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This is a whole lot stronger then your contest piece. I just think that you are not the type to be restricted by forms, that's all.
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You've usedgood punctuation but you need to put some apostrophes into this. I liked this though, the emotion was strong and raw.
Thank you for your entry.
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Well... I can relate and this was good, but it didn't make me cry.
I still loved it though.
You're a great writer, so don't worry about it being half okay. All poetry is all okay.
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Hey. I hope this isn't actually real in yor life write now. If it is, i feel a bit useless cose i'm stuck hear and can't do anything about it til September. DO u ever get it when you want to cumfert someone only you can't cose there to far away?
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