I hate hurting,
I am the only one who can see my tears,
I am the only one who can catch the silent tears the roll of my cheeks,
I am the only who who can save myself,
But I can't save me,
I can't help myself,
I can only sit in silence as I am consumed by the darkness,
I can only be slowly killing myself with cutting words,
I can only help by seeing you be happy,
You were my drug but didn't know it,
You were saving me,
But I can't depend on you,
I can't keep you in my life,
people leave,
And valuable things get stolen,
So once again it's on me,
The weight of the world on my shoulders,
I'm either going to make the right decision and the weights going to leave,
or I am going to make the wrong decision and these walls are going to cave in on me,
Can I save my life or take it?
YOU ARE READING
The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants