Growing up, I dreaded questions like:
'So, what do you want for [input occasion]?'
I honestly never knew what I wanted.. still don't..
Even now, there's not much that I want..
I don't come from money, and I don't have any either..
To heal the pain I hide, and to let go of my past..
But most of all, a life full of happiness with you, my love
That's all I truly desire..
I wanna let all of this pain go.. I wanna forget about it all
I'm tired of playing it over and over again in my head..
Press play then rewind, Play & Rewind, Play & Rewind
Always in a loop with no end; again and again and again
I know I'm torturing myself.. and I just want it to stop!!
I just want to end it all.. never my heart, only the hurt..
I'm sick and tired of being broken.. in neverending pain
But how do I fix something that can't be fixed?
Can a broken heart be fixed? Will mine ever be?
YOU ARE READING
The Hidden Darkness
PoesíaI honestly don't know what to put here.. I decided to write a book, and so I wrote these poems. I know that they aren't very good, but at least I tried.. right?? 😅😅😅
