No where to go, no where to hide
Trapped inside this hell that's called my mind
Can't see their faces, I can only hear their screams
Yelling at my demons saying "just stop please"
I walk alone, fading into the darkness
As they claw at my bones
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of My Thoughts
Poetry"I'm sitting here thinking, what can I do? What can I write? What can I say to make everything alright?" Writing down a bunch of pointless things that mean a lot to me. I guess this could be poetry but.. Idk. I hope you enjoy it if you do read.
