Screaming.

FigmentOfYourImagination

Tears streaming silently

not so silent

they scream a thousand words

of self hatred; self pity

she's a selfish girl

she has the whole world in her hand

yet she looks to the moon.

 

You used up all the ink in my favorite blue pen.

I used to slide the glossy ink across

the pages of my heart

Spilling my feelings and knowledge...

Now its all dried up. 

  • Author: Bunny (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 10th, 2018 18:56
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 16
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