The Storm Can Be Scary

Thought you were different

Hatred was in your soul

Everything was fake

Stopping myself from calling for help

Trembling with fear

Overreacting is what you call it

Remembering what you did

More scared for the next time

Cringing at the mere things I did with you

Anything new seems scary now

Never able to trust you again

Bringing tears to my eyes overtime I think about it

Everything seems like it will end the same way

Scared and cautious for new beginnings

Criticizing myself when I know it was your fault

Apparently fooled

Realizing my worth?

You never even cared

Reviews

[Phoenix]

Interesting. It reminds me of rapid thoughts that would trample one's mind. Whatever the case, it's a good read.

[Rebecca Pall]

Thank you, it was for some thoughts trampling in my mind. Be sure to take a look at some of my other works :)