Imagine a fire.
A fire so big you could see
It from miles away.
You can't out run it,
And you can't put it out.
You can only watch.
Watch as it burns and destroys
Everyone and everything.
Now think of the fire as society.
Turning the last of your sanity to ash, and you just stand.
Watching.
Waiting.
For it to turn the rest of you too.
YOU ARE READING
The Mess in My Head
PoetryA collection of poems from the head of a 16 year old girl that only knew half the struggles of the world.
