I was proud to be me
Until
Until
Until
You stabbed at my soul
You ate away at my feelings
You left me alone
Waiting for my beaten
Battered
Torn
Soul to get buried in the dust
The dust
The dust
And your footsteps
You try to crush me
Make me small
Make me alone
Make me sad
Crush all the happiness out of me
I cry
For help
But no one comes
I am small now
Thanks to you.
JE LEEST
Emotions' Free Verse
PoëzieSome free verse poetry based on deep emotions. P.S some of them are sad and/or contain strong negative emotions. P.P.S none of this is 100% true, though most of this is based on an experience. P.P.P.S to all of my friends, the first poem is about my...
