You don't understand,
Like everyone else.
Or maybe,
I don't understand.
I don't understand,
That maybe everyone is leaving
For a reason.
Maybe I just shouldn't care.
Maybe, just maybe..
I could stop hurting.
If I just stopped.
Stopped for a moment in time,
And took a breather.
Because the people who help,
Don't realize it.
And the people who don't,
Don't care.
But thanks,
For trying.
YOU ARE READING
A Handful Of Darkness
PoetryDreams turn to nightmares, Nightmares turn to dreams. Wishes turn to fears, Or maybe that's what we believe. Tears turn to smiles, And the pain goes away. Maybe one day, You'll be okay.
