Screaming heart

I am just another girl living in this burning world.
My hearts broken writing a poem about it.
There my heart is laying beside me with a knife you used to get it.
My tears roll down my face because i trusted you then you did this.
Trying to stand to find some strength.
I fall down with blood leaking out, all over the walls even my clothes.
It lays their screaming for help.
While I’m on the floor gasping for air.
No one hears the screams that come from either of us.
So were both here left to die in that dark corner in this bloody room.





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