Heartless

Thu, 11/12/2020 - 14:37 -- SadBoy

I feel so fake,
My heart has been replaced,
With a void Full of pain and hate,
Ill be okay...im not okay,
When I'm with you
i feel im out of place,
But girl you have to see
That your not the focus of my rage
But the fodder to the flame,
Not the focus of my pain
Your the fucking razor blade,
the reason for those days
I wanna paint my ceiling red,
You made it a point to rub my
Mortality in my face

I think I'm over you,
what am I gonna do
You took my heart
And still keep it with you
Like A sick trophy
Dedicated to a boy who worshipped you
Everytime i tell myself
that everything will be okay
Makes me hate myself
more for lying to my own face
I left my heart at your door
You buried it with a spade
If I known you were a whore
I wouldn't have wasted all those days

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Sidebur

Your  heart has not been replaced, look out the same window, surely they will serve you more and better than a greeting

 

SadBoy

That was my mindset about six months ago. I'm better now.

mooredonna

I turn to a vampire any time i want to. i become a vampire because of how people treat me, this world is a wicked world and not fair to any body. at the snack of my finger things are made happened. am now a powerful woman and no one step on me without an apology goes free. i turn to human being also at any time i want to. and am one of the most dreaded woman in my state. i become a vampire through the help of my friend who introduce me into a vampire kingdom by given me their number. if you want to become a powerful vampire kindly contact the vampire kingdom on their email worldofvampir @ hotmail . com

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