dedicated to doucelove for being my friend in the darkest of times! bless her heart.
thank you everyone for reading. i am extremely sorry for slow updates but its the best i could do at the moment.
seventeen: broken glass
what it is like to be fragile as a broken glass?
do they breakdown at every single word?
do they have empty hearts
that sleekly ignore every single taunt?
do their minds whisper out past memories
that they try so hard to block?
but instead come out as recurring nightmares
that they feel like they are hearing it out too loud?
what is indeed like to fragile as a broken glass?
to not be pricked apart by every single word?
do they bleed out with heavy hearts
in the dead of the night, echoing every single taunt?
they have been strong for far too long
i wish i could do them something that's not wrong
so i try my best to word them in this song
to show them they are never far too lost and gone.
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2 ; under the drops | ✓
Poetry― [poetry] ― ― de·sire \ di-ˈzī(-ə)r, dē- \ to long or hope for ━━━ ❝under the drops she tries, to hide her tears she cries, hoping the pouring rain, will wash away her endless pain.❞ ― a collection of dark poems. lowercase intended. ― book II o...
