I told you I was gonna mess up. I guess I did I mean you've already left. The feelings of never being enough and unwanted are swarming. I'm drowning in an emotional mess, yes its pathetic sitting here everyday crying and continuously dying in silence but on the inside I'm screaming, I need someone but I have no one. When I do is fake just so I have more passion I really don't understand anymore. What have I done? Why am I here I've tried to leave before but I was caught before I could escape. You said you loved me that you would never ever leave me but it seems all promises ever made are broken. Then they come back and wonder why I'm in so much pain. Maybe cause I was forgotten and unwanted.
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryA series of thoughts, that I cannot mute. Some would have these at night, while I have them all day.
