wallow deeper,
into the hole that is my depression:
seal my fate.
our world;
darkened by the lack of what you feel for me
and the very depth of what i feel for you.
oh! sanity,
but could you not give me one chance?
i don't mind honesty.
(even if rejected),
i just mind that this is the
third time
this has happened.
wallowing, deeper deeper down.
someday,
(i pray of this)
i will be a c c e p t e d.
YOU ARE READING
visions
Poetrythe thoughts in my head, however disorganized [warning, it can get heavy.] -- poetry #43 random #86
