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Bittersweet Love


Bittersweet love

By Laila BlackWolf

 

Each day the passes, I look in the mirror

I see a girl staring back at me

With every minute, every second that ticks by

I rebel against him

I ask myself, has there always been a way out?

 

Can anyone save me?

 

His words are like knives that are thrown at me

He is making me bleed!

Vines with thorns wrap around me

Squeezing and piercing my skin

It’s hard to breathe or spread my wings

 

He suffocates me and drags me down

Into a pit of depression and hopelessness

I wonder if I can escape this

Is there peace in this hell?

I’ll keep fighting but is it worth it anymore?

 

Can anyone save me?

 

His words are like knives that are thrown at me

He is making me bleed!

Vines with thorns wrap around me

Squeezing and piercing my skin

It’s hard to breathe or spread my wings

 

There is no love in this place

Only hate reflect from his eyes

With so much lies and pain

I swear I am not guaranteed a tomorrow

 

His words are like knives that are thrown at me

He is making me bleed!

Vines with thorns wrap around me

Squeezing and piercing my skin

It’s hard to breathe or spread my wings

 

No one is here

No one hears me

And no one can save me

 

This is my Bittersweet love

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