FicWad

Inspired by the concept of the embodiment of lost love
I look down at them,
Another pair,
Another crushed heart,
Another faked smile,
Another cut to pieces.
Is it my fault?
Am I to blame?
With my face carved from tears of the broken,
And my dark attire.
Why can’t I be like her?
With red lipstick smiles.
Am I to be forever accused of shattering souls and driving them to their misery?
Is it not her,
Who takes them into her arms, strips them of their guard, then leaves them?
Why am I guilty of the destruction?
Why is she loved and not me?
Why do they adore her with her enticing scent and empty promises, then curse me when they are left alone?
Another scream,
Another cry,
Another torn apart,
Another in agony.
And again they hate me,
Again the hold me responsible for their torment
Again they blame me,
Lost love.
A/N It's bad, really bad, I'm sorry to anyone reading this. I wrote it in 5 minutes because I thought I was going to miss the deadline. On a good note exams are almost over yay !-! x