I scream at the top of my lungs
I bleed all of my blood
I cried both of my eyes out
But no one came
I have never feel unsafe
Home was supposed to be one
Yet, I found my self
Repeating the verse one.
YOU ARE READING
Timely sea waves
PoetryI, needed an outlet to reduce some storage of my thoughts. They are raw and ugly. Compilation of random poems.
