I guess it's not great to be sad,
but in some, twisted way,
I became addicted to the hurt.
I got cosy in the darkness
and didn't really
feel motivated
to leave.
I guess the light was just too bright for me.
YOU ARE READING
La Da Dee ✔
Poesíamelancholic poetry, prose and other random pieces of my heart in word form. ♡ // highest ranking: #62 in poetry // • march 11th, 2017 - august 4th, 2017 •
