revolution
a word i used to love
but now i hate
i thought i could build
a warm bonfire of words
around your heart
i'm marie antoinette
gambling my emotions
in the palace of versailles
you're a peasant boy
among the pitchforks and torches
shouting for my demise
we're of two different worlds
that cannot ever intertwine
instead you chose another
and she ignites your thoughts
like the revolution
i could never be
YOU ARE READING
bread & cheese
Poetry♡ a collection of spilled words, or maybe poems, written by a stressed out girl and her exhausted heart ♡
