It's overwhelming
I don't know what's wrong with me
I can be a bitch but I'm already dead inside
Faking all my emotions
Let me drown
I don't want you to be concerned
There's no need to be worried
I'm fine
After all I'm never enough
I never was
I can't do this anymore
All the internal whips burns my skin
All I wanted was time and space
But for what?
For the first time
I cried in the shower thinking that it will all go down the drain
But those dark thoughts came back
They were all I could think of
But will I actually do it this time?
Unlike those failed attempts
Will I finally let go?
Or should I still hang on for the rest of the journey?
But if I do, my last words would be"If I'm gone, don't miss me."
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Tales of the unknown
PoetryBOOK 1 Poems filled with tales told by my mind. Published: 07-06-20