Clothed in the scars from my past
I am a beautiful disaster
The whirlwinds inside my head
Making it hard to think straight
You say i should forget
You say I should forgive
Why?
Why should I hide away my feelings like a bank robber hides behind a mask?
Robbing me of the right to express my pain
Forcing me into these chains of oppression
I am a Beautiful disaster
I scream and no one hears me because you have silenced my right to voice my anger
You've backed me into a corner and stripped me of my pride
Stripped me of my dignity
Forced me into the box that you deem appropriate to hide me away from the world
I am a beautiful disaster
And you are my hurricane
I lay in your aftermath
A broken shell of a person that the world will never see
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Fallen Angel (Pseudonym) (
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This is beautifully written. The last line especially speaks to me. Thank you for sharing this silenced outcry. So pretty.
Thank you so much
your emotion is beautifully done on this piece.
Thank you!
What a powerful piece.
"Robbing me of the right to express my pain
Forcing me into these chains of oppression
I am a Beautiful disaster"
Wow. I'm blown away by the force of those words. Wonderful work.
Thank you so much for your wonderful compliment.
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