The essence of being loved is the burning passion for someone,
a memorable experience , a deep affection , a disease that seems to drive others mad , mad for the sake of being touched
to have a friend just to be ... someone else's leaning post someone's pride and joy disgusting , disgusting when there is a feeling when one is faking the role
After given your all
the other supposed is taking the feeling lightly and desires to sooner or later destroy the bridge that someone has began to build....
or was it being built is it imagined or what it just a figment of my imagination?
just a frosted vision of my fairy tale dreams a place where I was lost in my own mind
that I forgot how to love myself first because you were supposed to love me for me not what I can give you but I have always remembering as a little girl was to be a lover and not the loser
well mommy tells me that I'm the head not the tail but mom never told me how cruel the world can be how twisted the human mind can turn the blackness of emotions
Why take my love for granted and making me regret the first real emotion I desired what I have trusted the purpose of my life was to love and be loved now dealing with the ghost of hatred and deceiving over the transparent thrive of something that thing that is called love
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Everything Is A Choice
PoetryA young teenage girl who is dreaming of being able to have a peaceful life and family. However her depression and constant misfortunes lead her to a path of a decision. Follow her inner self which is destructive or pretend nothing ever happened. Sh...
