Almost every day of my life
As I wake up to greet the comforting blue sky,
Welcoming another day,
I cannot help but ask.
The world is breathtaking,
It's many colors and views
Every flower from each garden,
All the animals from different crews
Each attraction from all the countries,
People can be amazing,
They can be helpful,
They can let you laugh in the darkest of times
They can make you smile in your deepest despairs
They will give you memories to cherish and hold onto till death
They will make you feel beautiful,
Let you love yourself.
But. . .
Despite the rainbows,
The princesses and the nice tomorrows,
Why do they have to stop?
Why can't there be no last drop?
Why does the color have to be smeared,
With the shadows and harsh tears?
Why can we not stay,
In this continuing endless play?
Why do we need to frown,
To be sad because everything's down?
Why can't they all be nice?
Because I'm sure, our happiness would then be thrice.
I have lots of questions
But I am not rich with time,
I have lots of whys,
But I'll say this one before my very last rhyme
So answer me,
If you'd even dare or try.
Here it finally is,
No more exes and os
No more arrows and bows,
Because here I finally go,
Telling you with one straight blow.
I am hurt, I am broken, I am cursed.
Everything is evil.
I know, I've said it billions of times.
You've read it from every article in each and every line
But in this case,
There is no bright side.
There is no right,
Even if you string all your might.
So now you're probably wondering,
How did I say it was evil?
BECAUSE IT CREATED SUNSHINES,
IT TUCK ME TO SLEEP AND SANG A LULLABY,
IT GAVE ME PARENTS AND MY BIRTHRIGHT
IT LET ME SEE THE BEAUTY, THE WONDERS,
IT LOVED ME AND I ADORED IT
IT CREATED MAGIC, JOY, AND INDESCRIBABLE FEELINGS
IT GAVE ME DIAMONDS, GOLD
MORE THAN ANYTHING I'D EVER LIKE
BUT IN THE END,
IN THE END WHAT, WHAT DID IT DO?
IT DECEIVED, IT STAINED, IT WAS NOT TRUE
IT MADE THE PAIN SO MUCH WORSE
THAN THE HAPPINESS I THOUGHT WAS NOT BLUE
IT WAS BAIT,
IT KILLS, IT BREAKS, IT FAKES,
LEAVING ME ALONE TO CONTEMPLATE
I CRY IN THE NIGHT
HOPING, WISHING, PRAYING,
THAT MY PATHETIC LITTLE BEAM OF LIGHT
WOULD ERASE MY FRIGHT
TRYING TO ASSURE MYSELF,
THAT THIS WAS NOT RIGHT.
My dear happiness,
My smiles, and my dreams,
My hopes, and all my merry days
Why, why, why?
Do you laugh at my cries?
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