She felt empty,
She was alone,
Hands wrapped around her neck,
Telling her she was out of time,
Her demons whispered it was her time to die,
But she felt they were wrong,
Fix your atmosphere,
Her mind screamed,
Fix the people,
Her sanity claimed,
Then you can fix yourself,
They know you're not okay,
Hell, you barely make it through the day,
But guess what?
Some people do care about you,
You got to stop thinking about the horrid times,
And try to remember the good ones for once.
YOU ARE READING
Short Poems [Book #1]
PoetryDuring the making of these poems, I went through different types of writing so some may suck, some may be deep, and some may be good, it all depends on you. My poetry DOES NOT focus on my life, I just enjoy writing dark things about OC's and stuff. ...
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