hungry,
the monsters feed on my mind.
I'm empty inside,
trapped in this room, my wrists are tied.
no where to run,
running in circles.
it's going to take a miracle
this screaming is unbearable.
hitting the wall
knuckles bleeding, stepping in puddles.
oh no I think I'm in trouble.
stop, don't watch me struggle.
wondering what it's like
to wake up without scars.
my hands covered in tears.
standing on the curb watching the cars.
hungry,
I'm craving your voice.
but I've got no choice.
you'll never notice.
I remain to cry into my dreams.
brace myself for the dark to come.
I lay there numb,
these monsters, where do they come from?
YOU ARE READING
broken {Poetry}
Poetrybook cover made by me new poetry book, I'm putting new ones here instead of my old ones in my past book
