Drowning myself in music,
Eyes closed, I'm listening.
No tears and feelings,
Just trying to figure out me.
Starting to be ashamed
Of the things I just did.
No reason, staying awake,
Couldn't return to sleep.
False Hope, Just Dope.
Slowly rolling on the steep slope.
Floating, flying.
Embrace yourself and be set free.
YOU ARE READING
The Scars Inside Me | Poetry
PoetryIn life, there are triumphs together with pain and sufferings. I've acknowledged that fact because of the scars, you've left, inside me. They are the proof of my existence and persistence after years of struggling, just to to be the person, I am, t...
