Not a Miss, Merely a Spinster by Yumikio-Natsuki-Yoko, literature
Literature
Not a Miss, Merely a Spinster
Beautiful melodic misery, a constant reminder of that which was not,
A doll dressed up only to be jarred. Bells in the distance only appearing
To be a mockery, the shrill twitters of pigeons outside spreading their disease.
Let us place this broken doll back on the shelf, and never again will it be touched.
You’re crimson lips, so sweet, succulent, and sincere. Like Romeo I was your Juliet,
Though I would watch ruefully through murky eyes as the poison breaks your body, much like you broke
My heart, once gold now the colour of mottled grey; my dress, crumbling, quivering as
I clutch the dead bouquet of flowers. Crystalline jewels hu
Do you even love me? by Yumikio-Natsuki-Yoko, literature
Literature
Do you even love me?
Daddy
Do you even love me?
Do you even hear me cry?
When I scream out why oh why,
Daddy what am I just a mistake to you?
It’s almost like, I cannot adjust what I do,
I remember back last year,
Traumatized and shedding a tear,
When I held those pills to my cold lips,
Blood pouring down my newly cut wrists,
It felt like you didn’t even know I was there,
Wrapped up in your little world, barely even giving a care,
Daddy do you even love me?
Because to me it’s quite easy to see,
I’m just that freak that mistake to you,
I don’t know, what even to do,
Most nights I tend to cry,
Always screaming why oh why,
You wonder w