My heart is heavy
My limbs are cold
My chest is hollow
My mind is numb
I already taste the anger
Tearing the back of my throat
Feel it creeping up my sadness
Hear it cracking down my walls
I didn't know that empty houses
Were able to ever be so loud
What do I do now with this sorrow?
Is there a place to lay it down?
Do I have to take upon myself
the many years you didn't have?
Is the night longer for the living?
Will you be watching from the stars?
Sorry I can't explain to your dog
Why are you never coming back
I wish that you'd wake up tomorrow
I wish that I could sleep tonight.
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Hard To Explain
PoetryHello, my name is Lina. I've been writing shitty poetry since I was a little kid and, even if it makes me cringe sometimes I keep on writing it just because I have enough trauma to fuel it... So if you see that I update this book more than once or t...
