falling fast
the breaks don't work
can't begin to breathe
can't speak a wordon my mind
not quite okay
falling faster
this is my fateget me out
out of this hole
there's no rescue
or so I've been toldbut I'll try my best
to start to breathe
but I do this for you
and not for mej.r.
YOU ARE READING
just a collection of thoughts
Poetryjust a lonely girl writing down her thoughts (this is not a book)