Love...
It always finds a way to wreck you
A way to hurt you
Away to save you
The feeling that i get when you don't look at me, kills me...Shreds me to pieces, the feeling that takes away my soul has to live with me...
So everyday I ask the moon for help even though it may not always be there all the time its the only thing i can talk to to make me feel better,
I would talk to my friends but I don't have any...ever since you left my worlds stuck in isolated eternity...
"Did he really mean what he said" i say
"Did he ever regret?"
"Did he walk away without worry of never seeing me again?"
YOU ARE READING
'Im fine' /depression stories/
PoetryLife is hard huh.... You never saw this coming did you...you deserve it...thats why you put on that fake smile
