sushi?
06-23-2011, 08:25 PM
No one can see that girl trapped in glass
She screams to the hearth of the fire trapped deep within her frail bones
Her soul shatters everytime
Without even so much as sparing a glance,
he brooms up the broken shards on the floor and forgets it
But more will fall
More will cover the ground
Nothing will stop it until he himself steps on it
Until he himself understands,
just how the blood racing down her wrist feels like
As though the fire was escaping
She will continue to burn,
to be consumed by the flames in her own little glass world
err I felt like writing a poem, is it ok? Thought?
She screams to the hearth of the fire trapped deep within her frail bones
Her soul shatters everytime
Without even so much as sparing a glance,
he brooms up the broken shards on the floor and forgets it
But more will fall
More will cover the ground
Nothing will stop it until he himself steps on it
Until he himself understands,
just how the blood racing down her wrist feels like
As though the fire was escaping
She will continue to burn,
to be consumed by the flames in her own little glass world
err I felt like writing a poem, is it ok? Thought?