My mind is on fire
And it's slowly spreading
Spreading towards my hand and my heart
My mind is drowning
And so are my emotions
Everyday I wake up with the same pounding in my head
Everyday I wake up to a new kind of nothing
My mind is on fire
And I can't do anything about it
I fear it'll slowly set all of me on fire and the only thing that will be left is my ashes and my memory
But my mind is still on fire
Why didn't anyone give me water?
YOU ARE READING
I shattered my own soul
Poésiea bundle of love poems, I suspect there are gonna be a lot of bitter love poems but I'll try to include happy ones and now all your love is wasted, but who the hell was I?~ skinny love
