I have a disease
It's not contagious
I promise
But you never want to get it
It's painful
You're mind just shuts off
The whole world goes blank
And you just think
You remember who broke your heart
You remember the day it happened
You'll always have that moment
And it will never go away
You have to live with that memory
And all you do is replay it
No one will understand how you feel
Till they get the disease too
The worst part
No one can help you
The only person who can help
Is yourself.
You're the cure.
YOU ARE READING
Little Voice
PoesíaJust some poems for the teenage mind. Brought to you by a teenager.
