The click of the door latching shut is louder then it should be.
The white noise radiating from my fan consumes my thoughts.
I think of all the things that went wrong.
I am numb to every feeling
At the same time every emotion I have felt are surrounding me, screaming so loud I cant think.
I lay in my bed wishing to sleep
But I can not
So I cry and cry untill I can't breath
Finally I take a breath before slipping into the painless unconsciousness.
When I wake my head is pounding
My cheeks are tear stained
I take a deep breath and walk out of my room
The door latching shut just as loud as before.
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poems of a 14 year old
PoetryI'm 14 and I love writing meaningful poems, you just get to read them. most of them are based off sad things. I hope you like them
