I know you tell me I have something to live for
But I just wanna lie down on the floor
I know you tell me I have friends
But the end of friends is ends
I know you say I will be missed
But just look at the scars, maybe not on my wrists
It feels like there's nothing to live for anymore
Please just take me back to before
I feel so awful, always alone
I can feel it inside my bone
The loneliness keeps growing inside
Like a giant hole keeps growing wide
Yes, I cry almost over everything
But I don't tell anyone about this.
YOU ARE READING
"Poems"
PoetryI don't know if it's good, but I just need to get my thoughts out. It's "poems" I made myself
