*part eleven*

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lights burn into my eyes

bury my face into the covers

sigh in pain

pain that the day will bring

pain that the day before brought

why is it like this now

I wasn't like this last week or the week before

if anything I was the life of the party

the happiest girl

and now I'm this

this girl that wants to lay in bed all day and do nothing

this girl who smiles just to make you feel like you're doing something good

this girl who doesn't want anything who doesn't care

like someone put a black veil over my mind

I can see through it but not enough to where I can live normally

my eyes droop as I get up and face the dark days

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