My Dearest Misery
My dearest misery
Oh how-
I pray for your disappearance
With your black hair, grey eyes
All I want
Is that
I don't want to see your disguise
Your real nature
Is brutal
Making me think that way
That I cannot be loved
Or that
Soothing voice reassuring me
that I am not good enough
With all my profanity
I ask you
Stay away from me!
I'm tired
of this
This pain
This humiliation
This sadness
I'm done with it!
It was all because
of
You
And
your voice
You in the back of my mind
My dearest misery
Please now
Lay that noose around your voice
So I can die it down
For maybe moments
Or eternity
Depends on you
So I can vanquish
Your ghastly comfort
From my past days
And now
My current moments
Copyright © Qhurame Calliope | Year Posted 2020
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