Stop caring,
Stop breathing,
Stop crying,
Stop thinking.
Why do you do this?
A war against myself.
Do I surrender or fight back?
Do I slice myself up?,
Or cry about the little things,
Overthink them all.
I smiled a long while,
Until my world began to crash.
And with that,
MY smiled turned to ash.
Stop dreaming,
Stop blinking,
Stop loving,
Stop living.
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.
