A/N: So, this is originally a song, it has no particular relation to me, in anyway. It was for a story that I am currently writing and no, I haven't posted it here yet.
She puts on a smile
To show that she was not broken
She laughs to hide her sadness
Her grey eyes were always bright
But when she goes where no could see her...
she screams, she cries, she's broken inside
She wants to find a reason to live
Why didn't no one care when she said
"Why am I the one who bares these scars?"
"Why should I be the one who can't feel death?"
She banged her fists on the walls.
She broke all her mirrors
So she didn't have to look at herself anymore
Bloodied knuckles and broken tears
A beautiful soul now drifting among the clouds
If only I had saved her quick enough
She would have been in my arms
Giving me the smile I loved so much...
This is the story of the fragile and the broken
A/N: yes, I know.
how emo of me
how dark of me
damn, why am I so macabre?
Look, here, mister/miss, this is how the guy is feeling like alright?
he feels like a piece of shit because he didn't save the girl in time.
damn, I guess I don't need to write the story anymore, cuz this whole song tells you all about it.
that's right, mi amigos, you just witnessed a 265 word, story which could've been written to about a 100 chapters! Bazinga!!!
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoesiIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
