You reach out your arms,
and I turn you away.
I don't want you right now.
Not today.
Not ever.
You're dragging me down.
Down to the deepest end.
To the lowest of low.
And I can't take it anymore.
So go away.
And I'll hope beyond hope.
I'll wish upon a shooting star.
I'll even pray to something I don't believe in.
And it will all be in the favor, of you never coming back.
YOU ARE READING
~My Thoughts~
Non-FictionThis is just somewhere I write things. I start thinking and then I start writing. It might be sad, it might be happy, or it it could be infuriating. A little birdy told me to open up a bit. So I will. To you.
