God, there are so many people around,
and I wish that I could scream
"You should get out"
because this world is the real hell
and we are all burning up in its shell.
There is so much pain
and no comfort left to spare,
so much stars
but no sun left to care.
And there is so much love
that is left unshared,
because you cannot give
something that you won at a fair.
YOU ARE READING
Things I wish I've kept
PoetryThose are all a little poems I wrote. Some of them I was scared to publish and some I couldn't wait to share. I hope you enjoy them and maybe find a piece of yourself in some of them. Stay healthy!<3
