The Innocent Me

I was young and naive,
Nd smiled at every initiative
I loved the way he talked
Believing his pretty thoughts

I took it for love
Yet it was only lust

The way he touched my body
Sparkled the soul in me tearing it apart

All the cracks, they lead right to me crawling inside marking my death,
Creating a dark hole hiding the Me in me
where I drowned myself.

He was like air to me,
I thought would never leave ,
but he blew away with wind creating hole through me
With a smile I thought was love....

That day I saw right through ONE
Choosing not to believe anyone

- Priya Rajput