Dear Diary,
I can't let them see
The demons inside me
as I write to you
I'm very close to letting go
I'm falling apart
blaming my failing heart.
Bad things are going down
sickness is spreading around.
And with them, I leave
All the memories
But trust me when I say, even when it's hard, you need to keep fighting on.
YOU ARE READING
Everything and What's Inbetween
PoetryDo you ever feel like only the saddest poems can describe your life? Yeah, me too. But have hope. It can get better. This doesn't last forever. Trigger warning! I write about depressing and sometimes sick things. Read at your own risk. ...
