Paper and pen
Here we go again
I sit at home in my sea of pain
Drowning in reminders when I read your name
Years after we went apart
I'm still not the same
Holding on the remaining feelings
I know I'm the only person to blame
Writing down things I can't explain
Just thinking of it makes me insane
Ignites my heart,
Melts my brain
But still holding on to finish the writing
To give you a glimpse of my pain
YOU ARE READING
Behind the smile
PoetryMy pen is my release It's an orgasm to my soul -A collection of poetry and articles about my personal experience with depression.
