"A permanent solution for a temporary problem."
How do you know it's temporary?
How could you ever understand?
You can't see the light at the end of the tunnel
It's like falling into a black hole
Except you don't get to die within seconds
You can barely catch a glimpse of life before you fell
Down
Down
Down
Spiraling into that endless darkness
"It's selfish."
For who?
Don't act like you care
Don't cry at my grave
Because you weren't there when I needed you
What's selfish is making someone hurt
So much that now all they know is that
Pain
Pain
Pain
Never ceasing to be there
Unlike you
YOU ARE READING
Nighttime Musings
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I write while going through all the angsty teenage emotions :D NO I DO NOT NEED THERAPY- but you probably do xx