Hello, its me again
The time to bleed the open wounds
That only you can see
are opening once again
She's holding back,
pushing away
You can't see!
only she.
Isn't it obvious,can't you see?
she's down, she's broken
her mind splitting into two
hurry up, It's almost gone
Oh, the bloodlust
She cuts,
she smiles
Hot water, can't feel it
She's gone
She's gone!
She's drowned in hate.
That's all it takes.
She's different from who you once knew.
You can hardly reconize the tinkling eyes.
you question her actions
But you can't save her now.
YOU ARE READING
Paths Gone Wild
PoetryPoetry that needs critiquing or have desires to be shared! There is no specific theme. Most of it is -old- and depressing right now! However I currently have poems I will place in soon. *cover art is not mine. -Starred titles are going to be edited...
