I'd love to love him
But I can't
I'm not sure I could ever love
Anyone.
Who would dare love
Me?
This ugly girl with a scarred
Soul?
Who lives in a world filled with
Tears?
That swallow my body
Whole.
Dragging me slowly
Down...
Down...
Down...
The rabbit hole causing my
Death.
I'd love to love him
but i can't.
Death is a continuous
Death is a continuous process, and to see beauty in anything takes vision that can only be cultivated by one who 'sees' beyond imaginings. This is beautiful <3
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you. Feel free to read
Thank you. Feel free to read more of my work.