I remember a time of happiness,
A time so long ago,
A time before I knew,
All the terrible things I'd do,
Apparently I'm not so innocent,
Apparently I'm not so good,
Apparently I'm the one they hate,
And apparently the one they should,
I ripped apart my life,
And ruined all theirs too,
I found a darkness inside myself,
And finally took it off its shelf,
So now all that's left to do,
Is wish and hope I still have you,
Because you apparently already knew,
All the terrible things I'd do,
How did you know,
Did it somehow show,
Or are you just like me,
A monster waiting to be set free.
YOU ARE READING
My Broken Poetry 2
PoetryI'm gone, I've got nothing left, A shadow of a shell, A soul sent down to hell, I'm gone, I've cut away the last of who I was, My wrists are bleeding because, I'm not the same as once I was, I'm gone, I've lost myself, No warning to keep the beasts...
