The tears I shed are masked by the fall of water from the showerhead,
The sound of my sobs drowned out in the pitter-patter of water drops
While the stitches on my heart became undone,
One by one.
(Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.)
I stared at my reflection in the steamed mirror,
So vulnerable and so hopeless.
Where did the happy girl go?
Where did the smart girl go?
Where did the strong girl go?
Why was she replaced by this new girl?
Oh, this new girl who's just a lost cause,
Who's untamed and heartless,
Who's negligence had brought her downfall to her own doorstep,
Who's hopes have washed away down the drain like her sweetly scented shampoo;
Why is she here?
(Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.)
I looked down at my feet while my chest shook as another wave of tears overcame me.
(Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.)
I felt my heart being pierced,
While a sickly venom began coursing through my veins,
The one with the poisoned needle being myself.
(Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.
Inhale...)
VOUS LISEZ
Venting In Verses
PoésieI vent here through my own poetry. The first few pieces aren't that good but I'm keeping them up to track my progress. So... enjoy, I suppose!
