i don't know if you're clinging with hope -
or merely doing it to abide by your lies.
but i am not a rope,
i will not save you, despite my tries.
who you are is as you were,
but i am not as i was for far too long.
therein lies the main reason
you should really leave me be
because whatever becomes of me, you'll hit yourself times three.
YOU ARE READING
the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
