Throne
Magic is not here, no more.
It would never fit me.
Reality, fame and you.
Never doubt myself.
All those fairy tales stories and all the world you promised before.
Bigger house, new circumstances, out of my head.
All those high class maintenance you described on like I was Anastasia Steels.
I forgot who I really am.
It would never fit me.
I'm as feminine as Taylor Swift but another side of me leading me into Taylor Momsen.
Can't deny it.
I couldn't be the one as you were asked for.
I would be just me, sitting on my throne leading people back to hell.
Do tell how much it would meant to be?
Finding your soul trapped in purgatory
and I was the only best one could save you?
I will let you die down there.
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Posted: Dec 2019
About this poem:
Nothing much to say about the poem.
One day she met a guy. He was perfect in every aspect of life. He has all she ever wanted. But perfection in relationship is totally bullshit. There is no perfect match, imo. It's only two imperfect person who willingly to accept each other flaws and still in a strong commitment. That's real true love.
Even he looks so perfect in everything BUT,
If being with him make you feel lots of insecurity, if being with him make you lose yourself and you can't be who you really are, if being with him make you anxious, if being with him he never even care about your true color, so many judgement about your flaws, if being with him he never show you affection and just for a psychical touch only, BELIEVE ME he was just using you. WAKE UP. Because You deserve someone who can make you smile, who love you for who you are not trying to make you his own doll, his fav property, he should be a friend, act like a lover also who treat you better not only just giving you the world you wanted to.
Comments (5)
Larry
You go girl!
Or should I say more power to ya!
Rachael_0622
You go girl!
Or should I say more power to ya!
Rachael_0622
You go girl!
Or should I say more power to ya!
Rachael_0622