Untitled [i am js posting older random poetry of mine cuz it is fun lol]

Sadness that creeps through the door.

Pull it close or shut it all.

Swallow them and chuck oxygen in.

Do you feel better ?or is it the gulit of your sins?

God is disappointed you know.

He is sad for you though.

Your Really hurt and in vain.

But it gets better as they say.

They weren't you and that is okay

and your heart aches like a mermaid. 

Your eyes holds purity.

Silly mouth full of chips and crooked little tooth.

With a smile like a Prey. 

You loved your toys and that is okay.

Sad little kid crying in her room

,check the door it ain't hard.

But the little kid was already outside.