Dear Victoria,
(You are the reason
my Heart beats.)
You made me believe
that i was Your Everything
when in Reality
i wasn't Your Anything
(You are the reason
my Soul weeps.)
You were my Golden Ticket
my Silver lining
my Darling Angel
my Chicago Sunrise
(You are the reason
i can't Sleep.)
You were my Nancy
my Juliet
my Amanda
my Rattail
You were (my) Victoria.
YOU ARE READING
The Autopsy of Ashes (Victoria)
PoetryThis is the Story of Victoria. i Loved Her. i Hated Her. i Needed Her. She Created me. She Destroyed me. She is Everyone who ever got away. She is Your favourite Song. She is Everything. She is the Ashes of Your house. She is Nothing. She is You...
