Thrown aboard
an abyss of
loneliness.
Deaf ears ignore
my cries of distress.
Why can't I help
feeling so empty?
And it feels like a century
in the this dark abyss.
In the end, it's still you
I start to miss.
YOU ARE READING
Fancy Words
Poetry» I try to be friends with both my A N G E L S and M O N S T E R S « Oh, all these words swimming in my head. *Previously titled "The Poems In My Head".
