All the memories I wanted to make
All the stories I told myself
Are incomplete and abandoned
Like my love
Maybe it's our fate
To be like those
Unsaid words
Half finished sentences
And incomplete stories
Maybe that's all we ever will be!
YOU ARE READING
Words of Depression
PoetryI have been struggling with mental health issues with many turning points in life, since I remember. I learned to mask my real-self early on but world wasn't gentle enough for me to be accepted. I was finally diagnosed with Bipolar and some of its c...
