Poems of pain

Maybe

Are souls are blackened by our broken hearts.

A broken heart and non breathing soul.

All of my thoughts are outta control.

But maybe if I cry just one more tear i'll forget all my fears.

Maybe if I cut too deep, you'll all stop and weep for me.

Maybe If we just stop caring those harsh voices will escape are minds.

But it looks as if im outta time.

So long good night maybe this time i'll win this fight.

But maybe, just maybe I'll be alright.