I'm choking.
I'm choking.
I'm choking on my words I want to tell people, but just smile.
I'm choking.
I'm choking.
I'm choking on your happiness, and on my sadness.
But I know that you are actually sad too.
Because drawing on your arms don't hide scars.
But at least they're not new.
I'm choking.
I'm choking.
I'm dying.
YOU ARE READING
Poems,a Collection
ŞiirThese are self written poems. I finally decided to share them with people, hope you like them!Enjoy! DISCRETION!! Some of these poems are sad and likely to be somewhat depressing, on that note ENJOY! !
