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Jenni Littzi May 2019
Everything seemed perfect, yes, seemed
It was an illusion that you would beam
Took me for granted, I ask “why me?”

All of your lies that you conceal to hide
Always thinking that I wouldn’t grow wise
So hard I tried to hide the tears I cried
But starting now, I’m so done with it  
Because I realized my pride was missing
Broken promises were all you would give

I guess this is what it comes down to
You think you’ve won, one day you’ll lose
It will be in the stars, the biggest news

All of your lies that you conceal to hide
Always thinking that I wouldn’t grow wise
So hard I tried to hide the tears I cried
But starting now, I’m so done with it  
Because I realized my pride was missing
Broken promises were all you would give

I’ll cut you out of the memories in time
“Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind”

All of your lies that you conceal to hide
Always thinking that I wouldn’t grow wise
So hard I tried to hide the tears I cried
But starting now, I’m so done with it  
Because I realized my pride was missing
Broken promises were all you would give
Jenni Littzi May 2019
Like a rose, a beauty in disguise
She is dreamily easy on the eyes
But something deeper does hide
While drawn in by her fragrance
You will get pricked by her thorns
That is if of course you’re not gentle
Like the others that badly scorned
Jenni Littzi May 2019
They say that time heals everything
However, it is time that is infinity
So tell me, how do I get over anything?

Is nothing really history?
Or are we just on repeat?
All of it is such a mystery

They say to open your heart to see
However, now mine is barely beating
When do I actually get to feel “like me”
Jenni Littzi May 2019
And all that’s left are black butterflies
Fluttering all about, surrounding me
All that’s left is deadness in my eyes
Dust to dust, everything falls apart
It has been so long, I can’t even cry
Lost spinning in a full room all alone
I contemplate if I should still fight
As black butterflies fly in my mind

The darkness takes over and lasts
I keep having to mend the pieces back
As falling apart seems to be my knack
Ashes to ashes, everything falls apart
It seems like there are no new starts
Black butterflies have taken their flight
I ask to the dear heavens above, “why”
I’m seeing the world with black butterflies

Because all that’s left are black butterflies
Those black butterflies fly in my mind
The black butterflies have taken their flight
I’m seeing the world with black butterflies
Jenni Littzi May 2019
We all have our moments
Good and bad, sweet and sad
Feeling glad, loving or mad
Just one does not define us
You should know, I’m just me

Don’t you see, I belong to me
Don’t need you to be complete
I can set my own self to be free
So please, just go and let me be
Love is great, but I’m loving me
You are good, but I’m not in need

Things constantly are changing
I had to learn the hard ways
That the most important thing
Is how to keep myself sane
So I found the best love I know

Don’t you see, I belong to me
Don’t need you to be complete
I can set my own self to be free
So please, just go and let me be
Love is great, but I’m loving me
You are good, but I’m not in need

I belong, I belong, I belong to me
Only me, only me, can set me free
Thanks, but you’re not what I need

Don’t you see, I belong to me
Don’t need you to be complete
I can set my own self to be free
So please, just go and let me be
Love is great, but I’m loving me
You are good, but I’m not in need
Jenni Littzi May 2019
You would understand
Why I won’t take your hand
If you knew my indiscretions
From the lovers to the friends
And along came the judgements
From the most loved ones
But all I could do was land
So I came down to my sanity
And here you are, to rescue me
Make me feel human again
To have me matter once again
Jenni Littzi May 2019
She’s too pretty to be sad
What kinda waste is that?
She’s too beautiful to have scars
But there’s hurt beyond those marks
They don’t understand at all
Silence brought her to these parts
Something cut her way too deep
So she just did it along the way, too
Yet she keeps standing on her feet
There’s a reason to her madness
It’s that she has not forgotten
These scars speak from the soul
She is still just as beautiful
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