I am alone in the twilight,
staring at the ceiling tonight,
wishing I could be under the moonlight,
but only to be waking up to seeing the sunlight.
My mind is swimming up to the surface,
It can never stop me from seeing another face,
Looking back at the memories,
and all the lies.
I should not have listened to them all,
All I've done was call out your name,
As though as they weren't all the same,
I was wrong.
I do belong.
YOU ARE READING
Don't Speak
PoetryA collection of poetry I've been writing from when I was 14 till now.