i keep myself on lock down,
to stay safe for you and me,
i feel the walls pushing in,
and all the anxiety,
i could not last another day,
like this.
so my lock is clamped down tight,
and my key has been throw aside.
no one can unlock me,
no secrets are ready to ever spill.
YOU ARE READING
Don't You Get It? ✅
Puisiwhen i tried to avoid the fact i wanted to die, by writing anti-suicide poems. now this book sort of became a person, it grew a mind, a soul, and a heart. so, in turn, it kept listening to my petty problems. (lowercase intended) Highest Ranking: #18...
