random gedicht

my smile is broken,
but i got no glue
my eyes are empty
whitout you

You killed the good in me
The demons got to me
They brought me comfort
they helped me life
they we’re my friends
ore so i taught

but when i found out
it was to late
they lived no longer under my bed
in my hearth they lived instead

they made me think
and so i said:
i’m sorry i’m ugly
i’m sorry i’m fat
i’m sorry i’m sad
i wanna be dead

the demons said to me:
put on your mask
prepare your lies;
they’ll never see
through your disgusting lies

i’m tired, i said
well maybe you need to rest
the demon said
but we both knew
that sleep wont help...
10 nov 2014 - meld ongepast verhaal
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