toxicity
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is this abuse? if it wasn't before
you tell me i'm invalid
a monster
a cruel being to this beautiful world
you brought me in , you can take me out
threats,
how obscure
At 1 year old, I said my first word. “Mama”, I said in bold, thinking I was already old.
At 3 years old, my parents told me goodnight stories; stories of dreams,
Foolish…
How foolish is love
A feeling so warm it burns
As freeing as a caged dove
Yet the heart never learns
Dance all you want
We were madness
You were a blank white page
I was a dark black ink
I messed up your innocence
And splattered your pages with inks of evil
Now all you are is a mess
A mess just like me
I was a Pandora box
You opened me
And all my feelings rushed out
I was a Pandora box
You opened me
And all you see are the demons
I've been caging inside
You're the only pain that I refuse to give up
and I don't think you understand just what you do to me
but maybe one day when we're all grown up
you'll look back and really see.
I must say that love is a disease
it can bring us to our highest so fast
but destroy us all with ease
And after that, not even a second do we last
Over the course of time
I’ve caught a couple knives in the back
From a couple friends
I thought it was kinda weird how they thought
It would feel good