Ache, pain and scars.
He makes me cry.
The morning seems dark,
The sky turns grey.
The heart bleed.
If its love why does it so wounded and bleed-
If its hate why does it no ignorance-
Its aching and bleeding.
It fluttering but I'm crying.
Unrequited love is obviously normal
But no numbness ever comes to me.
Its killing, but the worst is,
I'm not dying
Its bleeding, but no blood but a white tears coming out instead
Its suffocating, but I'm still breathing as if I deserve this,
I accept everything,
With all the courage I took,
And the smile that crooked,
Its always the best to hide and die--
He makes me cry.
The morning seems dark,
The sky turns grey.
The heart bleed.
If its love why does it so wounded and bleed-
If its hate why does it no ignorance-
Its aching and bleeding.
It fluttering but I'm crying.
Unrequited love is obviously normal
But no numbness ever comes to me.
Its killing, but the worst is,
I'm not dying
Its bleeding, but no blood but a white tears coming out instead
Its suffocating, but I'm still breathing as if I deserve this,
I accept everything,
With all the courage I took,
And the smile that crooked,
Its always the best to hide and die--
-jtj