everyday,
the sun rises in the east,
and it sets in the west
and i'm here trying my best.
my smile fades slowly,
the ground moves below me,
& i wake up feeling
more and more
lonely.
i watch the skies,
hoping for a sign,
that all of this is worth it.
~3/1/2023
YOU ARE READING
dreams - a book of poems
PoetryTW; this book contains strong mentions of self harm. ***COVER WAS CREATED WITH ADOBE FIREFLY & CANVA***
