What's wrong with me?
Can't someone explain?
Why do I go through life,
Feeling and inflicting all this pain?
Why do I continue at all?
I haven't slept in ten days,
I know I'm the only one to blame.
Me and my thoughts
The stupid things that go through my head.
I find it hard to breathe,
And words no longer comfort me.
But I have no one to hold, no one to hug.
No-one to tell me it'll be alright.
Reassure me that it'll all be fine.
For once again, I have found myself
Totally and completely alone.
No longer have a place to call home.
I travel through life, no more than a ghost.
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
