Fire is catching within my soul and heart
Next it will burn you, your ashes my art.
Our story hanging with frames on walls
My demons disfiguring your pretty & perfect dolls
Let me heal you I'm here to help
Let me hear the screams of your pathetic self
The empress or an angel perhaps
Not the nightmare you're forced to adapt
All the chains will give you comfort
You're the slave and im the master of fort
Time for your departure hear the tick tick
Open your eyes see my eyes as a last glimpse.
(Wrote it in seven minutes)
YOU ARE READING
Am I Really Fine?
Poetryjust some inner thoughts. And poetries of Jennie from behind her smile written by X.Moon luna. R TRIGGER WARNING: IF YOU'RE DEPRESSED OR SUICIDAL SOME CHAPTERS MIGHT BE DISTURBING Don't give up A/n:excuse me for my English
