Inside My Mind,
Please Take the Time,
To Rise,
Climb,
And Find
My Secrets, My Crimes.
Do Not Assume,
Do Not Use.
I Am Me, Given Rights to My Needs, My Dreams…
Do Not Steal Things
This is My Mind, My Safe
-I Have a Lock, and a Hidden Key-
Please, Please, Don’t Try to Sneak a Peak
My Life, My Crimes
My Secrets, My Lies
They Will Stay Inside.
So Leave, Leave!
You Are Not Allowed to See!
I Would Like to Sleep
Not Run, and Flee
Because That Is What You’ll Do to Me
I Am Done, So Do Not Cheat
Though I Will Sleep,
I Will Always Be
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of the Broken
PoetryThere are voices that cannot be drowned, and writings that cannot be burned. That is because they have found worse and have slowly learned. And this is true. From them, comes the Collection of the Broken.
