Staring into void and nothingness,
As my past haunts me,
Everything I wish weren't there boldly show their existence.
Never before have I so strongly reconsidered my own existence.
Life never felt this vague.
But I entered here alone.
I knew I shouldn't have;
I was pushed, into the space inside my skull,
By something worse than fear,
Worse than death itself,
Memories,
Thoughts,
Pain and Despair,
The memories that once were my happiest,
Now turn me into a broken, sobbing wreck.
I wasn't angry,
I was hurt.
Hurt so badly that I became numb,
I had reached my breaking point
I wasn't ready to feel anything,
I couldn't stand it.
Two months later,
One thing changed,
You are now here.
You've shown me why I should feel.
And that maybe being happy doesn't always come with a price.
-j.d.r
YOU ARE READING
-miles per minute-
PoetryWriting has always been my escape from reality, this book is a compilation of random short poems etc. that I've written. Miles per minute, because i overthink, when that happens, my mind races "miles per minute".