Standard TWs: Isolation, self harm
Do you know me?
Standing in your garden
Lost I am
And lost I forever may be
The fog is thick
My memory is gone
Cry all you want
Cry all you need
I'm not here
So don't worry my friend
That is what we were, right?
Friends
I don't remember
I'm alone, I think
Lonely
I miss you
If the scars were drawn any deeper
If my self inflicted visible hatred was more serious
Would you stay?
Maybe not, I'm lonely, after all
Everybody else walks past
Strolling on by
I don't have that
Blissful ignorance, happy memories, lovely memories
I guess we were doomed to be alone together
Two strangers in a white room
A single birthday ballon
Happy birthday to nobody
YOU ARE READING
Vent art, poetry, and just... vent
PoetryTW, it gets dark. If you have a passion for bizarre stuff and shitty poetry and mental illness then this book is...... concerningly accurate to your unhealthy interests. I'm okay, don't worry 👍😘
