What A Poet Thinks

Tears

Hey every1. All of ya'll definitely deserve a double update so y not

Buckle up. Emotions r gonna fly everywhere.

Depths of insanity call out to me like a siren,

     Mindset of a sailor, subjecting me to their trident,

Laughing with pain, bleeding with satisfaction

       The facade of my foolish distraction.

I wish to lose myself

     And never come out again,

But the little girl left in me........

Won't let me go down and lament.

Was I really happy? Was I really loved?

        Did anyone call me beloved?

Did I bring positivity, fragrance of euphoria,

         Or was I a repugnant odour in this world of hysteria?

Now I stand in a white dress 

     Stained in blood,

Purity tainted, my lips painted

       With tears of forgotten love.