I want to talk.
But you don't.
I'm not the same.
You seem fine.
She's texting me
But hanging out with you.
I don't know what to do.I apologized
But you don't care.
I want this to end
But it won't.I come home and die
My eyes are sore
And wet
From weeping so hard.Do you understand what I am talking about?
Do you know this destruction that has come out?
If you don't want to talk
Just say so
And I'll leave you to live
While I suffer and die.I thought life would be better
But I know that's not true.
So please talk to me.
Because I am sorry to you.I want to talk
But you do not.
I don't know what to do.
To fix this knot.I know it seems cheesy
And it gets very wheezy.
I'm not good at this
And I hope it will blow.Before I go,
I say one last thing.I'm terribly sorry
For causing you pain...
YOU ARE READING
Emily's Diaries
RastgeleI've recently been writing in my journal or diary and realized these would make a good story thing. Hope you enjoy "Emily's Diaries" :)