weak

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A/N I wrote this a long time ago but oh well....

I'm feeling weak

floorboards begin to creak

I'm losing the will to live

sometimes I want to jump off a cliff

no one seems to understand

I can't take a stand

I'm falling - dont know where to land

I wish I could run away

maybe one day

I can't do this alone

I might not get better

I might not live long

as long as I die happier

than I was before

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