Normal
Easy
Elusive
Life.
Formal
Queasy
Conclusive
Knife.
Hatred
Horror
I despise her name
For she was the one
Who made me un-same.
If only I had never seen that face.
If only I had never graced that place.
I would
I would
Be just as the rest.
I would
I would
Be so unstressed.
For she ruined me.
Took my insides
Made them twisted.
Made me wonder
Why I existed.
How dare she!
Un-purposely!
Ruin me
Change me
Age me.
I love her so dearly
I can not deny
I crumbled the day
We said goodbye.
Translucent layers
Of myself
Could be found
Like wilted flower petals
Limp on the ground.
Ignorant people
The ones I despise
Though I see
Such glee in their black-less eyes.
I envy them now
As they smile at life.
I was supposed to be
Some mans wife
Yes that would have been
The writing
On my grave
Dedicated wife
So dear
So well behaved
In other words
Mans gullible slave
Nothing more than this
Title I would crave.
But no
Not now
Not after She.
She had to go off
And ruin me
Change me
Age me.
Why did my life
Have to turn out this way?
How could I be stranded
In a field of gray
As she lives on untouched
Like she has never seen my face
Or never graced that place.
I hate her
How dare she ruin me
And live
And live happily
In her world of ignorance
With black-less eyes.
Oh it is more than her name
I despise.














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↨♥↨ With Love from Buggy-Sama ↨♥↨
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Just put some windex on it
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make a map of what you see; direct pain effectively.
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My heart is steadfast, O God; I will sing and make music with all my soul.
Psalm 108:1
thank you again
i'm glad you liked it
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Just put some windex on it
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Just put some windex on it
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So it goes.
"That's what writers do. We cut ourselves open and we bleed all over the page."
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Just put some windex on it
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make a map of what you see; direct pain effectively.
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