lonley heart

A Poem by Denver T.

Ok ill give u one chance to make me smile but first put down the f*****g dial, im not ur f*****g toy that u can play until u throw me away, im not the one to give u roses only because they have thorns and u shouldnt prick the beauty from ur face scratches heal scars used to make u squeal until they would heal now u cant even feel, hows it feel knowing ur the only one left to help heal that broken scar and heart cry urself to sleep count the sheep, one day u will be to deep to know ur own pain one more scar for the darkness that slowley swallows ur heart and soul till ur ash and blow away in the wind now u rest in peace now u can defend ur own protection be what u want to be and see who u want to see just be free