You're trying to avoid me it seems.
Would you tell me why if I asked?
Is it because of the incident?
You know what I mean...
You left me there stranded and alone.
And now you won't message me first.
You know how I feel about that.
Why do you let my words pass your ears so faintly?
It's as if the darkness is going to swallow me whole.
As if my words were a never ending darkness.
And you still leave me asking... Why?
YOU ARE READING
Just some things I've wrote
RandomSome poems or stories or whatever. They aren't really relevent so.