who are you
that thinks you know me
well enough
to say you love it
what would you do
if i said i couldn't be
strong enough
death seeps into my soul
like a cold puddle through socks
will i ever be free
im stuck inside this hole
forever
YOU ARE READING
Vent Poetry
PoetryJust, poems i write, decided to publish them, let people read em. Idk. Feel free to leave hate or critical comments i dont rlly care. Also feel free to enjoy! i hope they give some people like me some comfort.
