Panicking
Heart pounding
Hard to breathe
It's almost like a heart attack
But I'll survive
Unfortunately
Even though I feel like
I'm dying
I'm not
And that
I'm not happy for
Cause I wish that I died
A long time ago
I shouldn't even have existed
Why am I existing?
Just why?
What's my purpose?
In this fucked up world
I guess
I want to sing
And not to mention
Help people
Of all kinds
With all kinds of problems
But I'm as useless as myself
And not able to help anyone
Especially not myself
Cause I definitely need help
But I won't take it
I'm sorry
Force it on me
And it will be a waste
- Mel Rose
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Poems by Mel
PoetryOnly poems: Love, thoughts, sadness, struggles, family, friendship, shit and eventually more feelings. Hope you like them ♥️
