Damage..., by JaimeLeigh Subscribe to rss feed for JaimeLeigh
Posted: 2019-05-02 19:59:38 UTC
The damage, the damage i see...
The way they look & talk about you,
And second guess me...?
The damage, the damage i know... I've seen how low these people will go... How far I'll never truly know...
Disruption they leave behind, while smiling to your face, pretending they understand...
A mask of falseness & deceit that takes you right into a seat... Your vulnerability in there hands...
Whispers down the hall, leaving you feeling so small...
I've seen & heard it all...
The damage one person can take, the damage another person can fake & the damage, that damage that will cause a lost soul to break... That damage is the worst damage... & the damage i hate...
So for the damaged silly that want to play games, 'Its not OK too' please think before you do...
Because seriously damaged takes some time & needs to breathe... a place to begin, Healing, licking all wounds...
Where hope & faith shine bright... Finally they see a light...
Not the false pretense that pretends to be a friend...
A stranger lurking in the dark, using others weak, mad, sad parts causing damage to open learning hearts...
Oh damage, damaged & what damage is soon to be...
Only you can look to see... leave a good soul be...
Damage, oh the damage....

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