Re crown the queen

Re crown the queen

A Poem by beauitifulybroken

I want to cut out this pain with the knife of surrender
stops all these thoughts, be too lost to ponder
place flowers at the grave of the old me
set flame to the promises that weren't kept
the actions that outweighed the circumstances of what it meant to love
the crushing feeling of not feeling like I'll ever be enough
rip away the flesh that is trapping me inside this cage
of self-hate and depreciation 
tearing the mask off my face and body
you want to see it well here's the real me
she's bloody and bruised with marks on her skin
with every self-hating word written in sin
she is black and blue from trying to be what you wanted
the anger is blood red, the storm has started
she will rip away every part of her that is not needed
until she is bare naked for all to see, and bleeding
you wanted the real her but threw it away when shown
wanted the genuine queen on her throne
you tore off her crown and told her she's wasn't worthy
and yet you wonder why she hides away now
why she shies away from attention
because she was told by your actions that she is not deserving
she was once high but now cries with tears of loneliness with a hollow feeling.

© 2021 beauitifulybroken

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Added on July 22, 2021
Last Updated on July 22, 2021



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