We're shrouded in black,
Our hearts,
Our arms,
Left bleeding out,
Instead of intact.
Our legs have too wide a gap,
Our skin,
Our faces,
Turned a sickly grey,
Mottled and cold,
All because of the words,
You all too happily spilled.
We're covered by blankets,
Seeing no choice left.
We hold each other,
And let our guards down.
This is all because of you.
And now,
Two little girls have lost their love,
Lost their will,
And lost their life.
Watch the families grieve,
Are you happy now?
Did taking innocence,
Cutting it up into fear,
Really save your life?
You were hurt,
So you tore them apart,
Because you knew they were happy,
And that's what you wanted.
So, are you going to live,
Let your guilty conscience force you,
And make you suffer your mistakes too?
Or are you going to join them,
Those beautiful girls,
Leaving those who loved you,
Just like how their families loved them,
To suffer?
JE LEEST
Just A Mess
PoëzieI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
