I sit in my room and all of this happens...but the thing is when someone calls me I'll force myself to stop and talk back with a normal tone and if they want to see me I wipe my tears and say ''hold on. I'm changing.''
my room, dark black
my nightmares come back
my past, won't leave me
I need some one to free me
deep hurt, my pain
all the regret makes me insane
my eyes, wet
the reasons why, I'll never forget
my arm, bloody
my words, cunning
my heart, broken
on each breath, I'm choking
YOU ARE READING
Would you still catch me if I fall?
PoesieBeing or feeling alone is one of the saddest places to be. You can have all the money in the world but if you don't have anyone to share it with, you have nothing. The need for human companionship is universal. In ancient times, people stuck togethe...
