Am I being overdramatic
over wounds of the past?
Over love
that was never there
and that didn't last?
Don't know why
I keep re-reading
the same chapter
But I can't let go
If on the other side of fear
is freedom
I guess I'm still not free
I'm locked in a cage inside me
Who's going to release me
from this prison,
twist the key , open up the lock?
Careful , I warn you
Blood will spill
It won't be beautiful
Not at all
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Running With Scissors
Poetry"Run away, they will have to find some other hearts to break" - All Time Low.
