I write my thoughts
Against your skin
In invisible ink.
The pain I feel,
The troubles I face,
Are different from what
You may think.
When the going gets tough,
Where I'm on my feet,
My heart starts racing,
It becomes so hard to breath
It's my own delusions that I drink.
I'm drunk off my own lies,
It's the only thing that
Helps me sleep in my own
Bed at night.
Your memory slides across my
Mind, and is gone with a blink.
YOU ARE READING
Dedicated to the Words
PoesiaA series of random pieces put in one place. I like to think that there's nothing more exciting than the roller coaster of life. Some pieces may be very sad but I enjoyed writing them and I hope you enjoy reading them. Please vote, share, and comment...
