That girl with sunken eyes,
And lips filled with lies.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm just great"
"What's up"
"Nothing much just having fun"
But she isn't having fun and she isn't just great,
She needs an anchor to pull her away from the nightmares.
All those sleepless nights,
Aren't because she is having fun.
Her demons won't let her sleep,
And her guts won't have some peace.
She's got a bad feeling about everything
That's about to happen.
She isn't happy with what she became,
She isn't happy with what she had done.
Her nightmares won't let her sleep,
And her imagination ran deep.
She wishes that she can die,
She wishes she can erase all her lies.
YOU ARE READING
Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry
Poesía*Trigger Warning* Suicide, cutting, depression, abuse, self harm, death etc. ~I didn't know happiness as well as I know sorrow ❤️ Stay strong ❤️
