Unravelled

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The threads were pulled free,
Why didn't she tell me
Now she's taken something of mine that can't be replaced,
Now the damage has been done and it can't be laced
My thoughts have been spilled and my obscurity unravelled,
My mind spirals and the lengths I've travelled
To go about protecting the last shreds of my dignity,
To not be suspended at the brink of insanity
I hoped they'd never know, I hope they'd never see,
I hoped they'd never judge vulnerable little me
But now it's too late and the threads have pulled free,
All the secrets have been pulled apart at the seams
I can't take it back, it's too late for a disguise,
I can't let them get to me, I'm surrounded by the lies
I don't want their kindness, I don't want their pity,
I don't want their moral support, or even sympathy
I want to just drown away in my tears,
And never again be seen here
My secrets have been spilled and my life unravelled,
Despite all the secrecy and the lengths I'd travelled.

~Olivia

I never open my walls. I never unlock my doors. I never let my emotions get past me. So if you've had even a glimpse of the vulnerable girl who lurks in my shadow, it means I've trusted you. So don't ever break that trust because let's be clear here- you're messing with the wrong girl.

:)

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