I'll look in the mirror with a frown on my face,
Sorrow swallows me without any grace,
I'll turn around and meet your warm embrace
lightly pulling me close,
Pulling me further back from my own dark space,
Moving my hair softly from my face
i can sense a smile slowly showing it's trace,
I'll sometimes be sad no matter what the day,
But you don't care as long as i'm here to stay
YOU ARE READING
Dismissed
PoetryAll the dismissed illnesses (depression , anxiety.. And so much more), animal abuse and other horrific problems in the world that not much people speak of, i'll try my best to depict every problem, illness or situation to others that just don't see...
