This was supposed to be a war
Between you and me, why did we get this far?
Paraded me like one of your famous stars
Swatches of concealer for every bruise and scar.
Every moment becomes a redemption
What you did to me shouldn't be an exception
I shouldn't be doing things for your gratification
But why am I still blinded by your
so-called devotion?
Every word spoken, pierced within
In just seconds, velvet paint on the skin
No, enough of this, and I won't be deceived again
For even the smallest fibers of my being,
you will no longer reign
Even if I seem to be of no power,
victory over my body I will regain.
YOU ARE READING
words we wished to say
PoetryAll she had was a piece of paper and a pen with almost no ink. She poured her heart out while tears stream down her face as she made these poems, these words she wished to say. Writing what she's feeling never fails to provide solace to her heart w...
