Spinning out of control
I called this my home
Can't see where I'm going
Don't want to know where I am
I say that I'm fine
That might be a lie
Can barely think
Can barely sleep
I can't get away from the lies
Inked in my mind
Tormented by memories and lies of the bullies that made me want to hide
Feel trapped inside
Feel undefined
YOU ARE READING
reality
PoetryMe venting through poetry on the rough days I have. Lets see how many times I'll unpublish and republish this book at random.
