Wednesday

Dont think, Just DO.







I once  wanted a bf who i could run to,
with tears running down my face,
and the first thing he would say
would be "Whos ass im kicking babe"

I have this empty feeling in my heart, 
I can feel as it turns into stone.. piece by piece.
Slow and painful.
Soon i wont care,
Im too tired of it.
Im going to rip you out of me.
There is no place 
for somone like you.
Sorry Sannu.
Your too fragile.
To even keep up with yourself.

Im not special.
Im not perfect.
But 
One Day for sure,
i will become 
your fucking Barbie Doll.

In my old notebook, 
there is a page, 
with the word love written on it,
if you look closely,
you can somewhat see it, 
I once spilled water on it
so it faded.
You can only see the pityful leftovers
of its long gone glory 
and imagine, that
its still shining bright.

 

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