Your eyes hold so much pain,
your laugh is filled with agony,
your brain is filled with darkness.
You're scared all the time.
"I won't leave", I always say. But you know it isn't true.
You know I'd leave the world the first chance I get.
You isolate yourself from me.
It would be easier for me to leave if you left first.
I didn't mean to hurt you,
I didn't want to see you cry because of me.
But sometimes... Sometimes we have to do things we don't like.
That can range from eating your broccoli to leaving someone you love.
YOU ARE READING
WonderWall
PoetryA collection of poems written by yours truly. ||TRIGGER WARNING|| |Depressing Content| |Swearing| |Not recommended for anyone easily triggered|
