Homewrecked
There once was a girl,
Her life in a whirl,
As she questioned her life,
And all she could do was ask herself why,
Why did she deserves such strife,
For love and for security,
Her purity became dirtied,
And wished she could end it with a sharp bladed knife.
Good bye, love
Good bye, sadness,
Good bye everything she was once handed,
Good bye stress, I must confess you are the last one I shall miss
What is a world without beauty,
What is life without some security,
A roof over my head and food in my belly,
Is now a luxury instead of a need,
So I get on my knotted steed and jump into the heavens,
I take my last breath,
My dear home wreckers,
Was it worth it in the end?
Copyright © Amanda Pearson | Year Posted 2023
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