The misery you bring
To every girl you win
You spew your little words
They fall at every grin
The misery you bring
It's nothing but a sting
I feel it pickling
Underneath my skin
I know your little games
I always play to win
The numbing of you're words as they touch my skin
They refract and you think you can shatter me. But I'm not glass I'm water and you start to drown in me.
This dangerous game you play will end in misery.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
My Life In A Series Of Poems
RomanceA series of poems, based on bits of my life. Experiences I've had, and things I've gone through. And how they made me feel.
