Dear Diary,
I met my fiery demise today.
This may sound a little cliché,
But I cried over him again.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder why women fall in love with men.
Maybe if I didn't hate and love him, maybe then this pain would leave me.
Why is it that the beast always ends up falling head over heals for beauty?
He healed my scars.
He made me his one and only star.
How can a monster like me fall in love with someone like him?
He left me today.
He made my tears fall like razorblades that cut across my skin
They turn my smile thin.
My pain could be seen in my eyes.
How could I not win
Someone over like him?
I close you diary hoping that tomorrow my rainbow might not be so gray and grim.
Author notes
Love, Scar, Hate, Pain, Why, Cut, Eyes, Rainbow
This was what I wrote before my poem Dear Agony. Probably not my best, but I did improve it.
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i liked the part where it said "He left me today.
He made my tears fall like razorblades that cut across my skin
They turn my smile thin. "
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I'm working on my rhymes and my imagery. I think it's working so far. Thanks for reading! XD
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