There she goes
lying on the bed
trying to close her eyes,
trying to sleep,
trying to ignore the world that hurt her so bad,
but she can't.
So many things are running through her head
like small children run around the playground.
All of sudden
she's crying
crying for no reasons,
It's not necessary for her to be sad
but deep down she feels sad
and empty,
and she hope that
someone will be there for her,
but she knows there's none for her.There she goes
crying and crying
non stop,
and fell asleep and woke up the next morning with pain that have rip her heart in pieces.
- p.r
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Illusion poems
PuisiHello. The poems here are originally written by myself ( r.a ) and my friends. Please do not steal our works or post them on any other websites/social media. Do comment your thoughts/ opinion about our poems! :)
