Wrapped in a mess
of empty promises
and regrets
I never meant
for this to
hurt like it did
If I had to meet you
on one of my lonely nights
I probably would've let you
pass me by
I can't forget you
I swear to you I can't
my mind is so messed up
from all the crazy stuff
we did, we do, look at me
look at you, we're both
messes who fell in love
and now we can't accept
our time is up.
YOU ARE READING
Sunflowers in the Rain
Poetry- a collection of poetry I have been writing over the past few years. Growing up with mental illness from a young age I found writing to be one of my more favored outlets. Thank you for reading < 3
