I'm okay,
For the moment.
I might do something later.
But for now I'm still sitting,
On this cold titled floor,
Behind the bathroom,
Locked door.
I'm okay,
For the moment.
I might hurt myself later.
I'm okay,
For right now.
I'm not crying anymore.
Why would I care,
What others think?
Because my life,
Has always been like this.
I'm just finally,
Starting to break.
But I'm okay,
For the moment.
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.
