if I’m off I’m probably punching my bed in anger
its been so long since i was a kid
now,im older
when i was a child my grandma said
"don't let time fly"
but i did and now i pay the consequences
then,my grandma died
why?
i was only a child
time,it took her away too soon
i lived in pain for so long,living my life in tears
time killes me and now,my time is short
but i still have so much to say,to tell
i cry my face to the sky,
why?
why me?
all this stress,pain,nervousness,anxiety
just slowly painfully killing me
my mask, a young girl
my reality, a pained stressed little girl
so much to love
so much to hate
and then the pity oh,the pity i get
that oh im so sorry
no,don't even say it
im strong,time can only wear
it cant kill immediately
gimme time I'll die soon too
but in the meantime don't mess with a
fully trained little scrap of whats left of a
cute,dress loving,little girl whos life was torn apart,
by time and death and crushing lost
forever to be pitied,forever to be lost
- Author: Gyiuu does cry (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 4th, 2024 22:11
- Comment from author about the poem: this poem is actually what my life is like
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