Poems from UnfilteredThoughts
The Clock resounds
And I count off the strokes
Each reverberation a number in my mind
Counting the hours in my head
But the sound is more...
They say that beauty is pain But they're wrong Beauty isn't pain, Beauty is a pain. Because a man thinks I'm beautiful (****able?) He...
Lashes weighed down by mascaraAdding to the burden of keeping her eyes open
Lips the color of bloodSeemed to mock the sickly pale of her...
A girl was rapedHer arms tied togetherLegs tied apartA force that shattered her
And after, when she tried to pick up the piecesNo one lent...
What could make you break?
Make you jump
Overdose
Slit your wrists
Hang yourself
What could make you break?
What could make you break?...