woke up lonely
and continued on;
woke up with
melancholy
hogging my heart;
woke up wanting
a new fucking start
GIVE ME SOME FUCKING CREDIT HERE I AM ALIVE I AM ALIVE WHERE IS MY REWARD
I don't wanna be this way,
I don't wanna be fucking crazy
YOU ARE READING
art/poetry
Poetrytrying to turn my constant longing, lonely bitterness into poetry so it can be just as pretty as it is ugly (art: Beth Hoeckel) A.P./poetic- © all rights reserved
