I am what you make me,
So be careful of what you're doing to me,
I am an evil disguised as an angel,
Monster that will never stoop down your level.
I'll cut your tongue that full of lies,
Even your throat and thighs.
I can stop your breathing and heartbeat,
Until now, don't you get it?
You make a monster out of bad deed,
So blame yourself for seeing yourself bleed.
Who did this hell to me?
Question yourself who.
I am what you make me.
YOU ARE READING
Cascade of thoughts
PoetryYou always visit me. In sadness, In silence. Like flashes Like waves. You come to make me smile, You leave to make me cry. © January 2014