i was strong
high, and narrow—
don’t be impressed
my temptations led me to a pit of despair
a girl who loves loving
found in a pit of brokenness
longed to end at the age of
11, 14, 19, 21
strayed away from the better chapters
say yes and be compromised
a gradual flame that became a future without blessings.
death—
i accepted.
my sobs, aged
to a long pause
oh my gosh....oh, my gosh
what are you to do?
they say it isn’t time for what i considered to be the only option left
silence—
i had to breakthrough
when i stopped believing in the right thing to do
my choices—
horrible, wrong, dead, stale
a girl who pretended to be
comfortable
with the harm that nobody needed to know.
via @poeteasesqueez
where did you come from, where are you going?//t.t















