At night as I lay awake I stare up towards my ceiling, I create myself running. Running to a place where no one knows my name nor my face. Starting over a new life, creating a new me. Leaving everything and everyone I have ever known behind in imprisonment of my mind never to be set free.
YOU ARE READING
A Book Of My Deepest Thoughts And Secrets.
PoesiaThis a book of my poems. They are mostly depressing. Read at your own risk. And please dont steal please. I hope you guys enjoy.
