Written on: October 27,2016
You have killed me with words that once you never dared to say.
Why dye my world with rainbows and butterflies.
When you'll just give me a bouquet of lies that's close to attracting flies.
Why do you pretend to love me when you'll shove me off the cloud?
Now in your eyes I've just become a laughing stock.
Because all those moments I thought were true turned out to be just some kind of a fairy tale.
Trail of tears is all you want from me yet you shall be haunted for years.
The wounds and marks you have left in me will go back to you and your world will soon be pale.
Not because I wanted to nor I wished for it but because you did too much of it.