because it's 1:14am
and i can't stop thinking of all the people in the world who are hurting
who go on loving even after they've been left
who go on remembering after they've been forgotten
who go on wishing for what will never be
who go on wanting and wanting and wanting
they've become part of their pain
just another number
just another sad person
but i see through the pain and i wish i didn't
because i can't i can't i can't fucking breathe
thinking about losing you and losing myself to the pain
losing my identity and becoming a number
another part of the endless pain that is everyone
YOU ARE READING
words i never said
Poetrysolid ground feels strange under my feet like i've been at sea for a long time and i want to sink back into old habits the places i must never go back to you're not here to stop me my name is nova. these are the words i never said.
