3:05 am
my mind is awake and my eyes are closed
I can't tell if this is a dream or
just false hope.
it looks like abyss
the "me" in it is lost
with open arms,
naked.
you knew i was waiting for you
that is why you met my arms
and went directly in my neck
that's right
this is what it means
to be in love with you
YOU ARE READING
Dazed Off
PoetrySee what the young poet wrote in her old journals at only the age of twelve, and how her mental state progressively gets worse at age fifteen:) Collection of poems mostly about God, family, love, and hate to oneself. • most impressive ranking: #6 in...
