Every night, I sit in fright, the dark, it closes in, the monster calls, but I refuse, to slip back to the arms, of the monster,
By Emily Frey6 years ago in Poets
I’m not here for your entertainment. I’m not on this world for you to cut me down, tell me I’m worthless, or call me shit.
Why should I stay, here in this place? Why should I spend, one more day under this sun? Here where there is darkness, where there should be light,
She said one day, a blind man will save me, everyone just shook their heads, she said, one day, I’ll risk my life to save you,
It's the walls you build up, it’s the walls you break down, it’s the clatter clatter in the night, the darkness of the clocks face.
Memories are all I got left. I never got to say good bye, who said you were allowed to leave? I guess you’re better off now, right?
Color me yellow, a pretty little sundress, shining in the sun, sitting next to you laughing at some stupid joke you made.
Little girl, black room, white dress, pale hair, porcelain cheeks, Hopeful eyes, shining with curiosity. Young girl,