My head starts to ache,
My lip starts to quiver,
My eyes start pouring,
I'm crying a river.
I curl up in a ball,
Keeping the sobs quiet,
For I don't want anyone to hear,
My silly sobs in their ears.
I start thinking of everything wrong,
About me and my mistakes,
The memories replaying,
And my heart starts to ache.
How I should've done this,
Or shouldn't have done that,
My world turning black,
Wanting to redo and go back.
I wish I could explain,
Give you some kind of reason,
Why I am in so much pain,
There is one problem though,
Even I don't know.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the Lonely
PoesíaSometimes I need ways to express my feelings and I do this through poetry. I am not at all the best poet in the world (not even close) but I just thought I would share them with you. Stay beautiful.
