I'm living, not breathing
Subconsciously there
And as my life crumbles
I wish it was fair
But I fall to the flame
Don't know who to blame
Was it me, who betrayed, myself
But I'm breathing, underwater
And I'm drowning on earth
I'm falling, as I lay to sleep
And I can't even think
No not even blink
I can't feel anything
YOU ARE READING
Letting Go
PoetryWords? Are they simple? No. But they sure can tell a story. (A poetry novel)
