Ruined Words
The mascara runs
Dripping down the pages
Filled with secrets
Filled with desires
Filled with wishes
The words disappear
Smudged and unreadable
Like dreams
Like expectations
It doesn't make sense
How a world so bright
Can be so dark
Lost and alone
You need help
You scream
You cry
No one can hear you
No one can help you
It's a mess of emotions
Like words on a page
Broken
Betrayed
Lost in array of black and white
One last inhale
One last exhale
One last breath
And It's all over
Turn to a new page..
YOU ARE READING
Confessions Of An Insomniac
PoetryMidnight; the clock ticks, the wind howls, the house creaks and my fear escalates. The noise's are infuriating and sleep wont claim me, all i can do is think. These are my poems; My deepest, darkest thoughts ♥
