You used to make me feel alive
because you made me feel loved,
but now you're just another face in the crowd
and the only way you make me feel alive
is by making me scream at the top of my lungs
in the middle of the night
YOU ARE READING
My poetry book
Poetryso yeah, my poetry book. my thoughts and fears and hopes , everything's here, because writing seems to help me deal with my feelings. I am no poet and this is just a way I use to express my self, everyone has that. hope you enjoy my messy mind, ple...
