Up until now, i don't really know
being left behind when you talk
when you say your dreams
your problems
and all the stuffs and
the other person was all along
.. sleepy.
didn't know pain like this exists
there's nothing wrong sleeping and
they can't understand,
feeling left behind is always worst
when you're breaking down
and no one's there anymore
the dim light in the darkness is
nowhere to be found.
Things keeps falling apart
and it eats you up alive.
what i hate the most is,
they're sorry for sleeping at me
its NOT that fucking thing.
My sane is going crazy,
and my life is leaned on
feelings are so vulnerable
and breaking apart
you just destroyed me even more.
You shouldn't have been there if
you'll gonna be gone.
I have my own demons within me,
I'm already fine with it.
YOU ARE READING
Do you dream so much?
PoetryThese poems are stuck in my notes, some are old and new. Just wanna publish it here even though no one will read. thanks!
