"i don't know how to be someone that you would miss."
faith
sweat drips down
like tears
and i'm crying my eyes out
When no one's here.
blood flows too fast
and words, they cut like glass
it hurts everywhere
and no one seems to care.
am i
all alone?
i cannot run,
i cannot hide
they won't miss me
they won't even care
will anyone mourn my absence,
wish i was there?
my hopes may be high
my dreams may be pure
but i'll only survive
if i accept the truth.
the world i saw through rose colored glasses
died before i lived.
YOU ARE READING
the musings of a wallflower
Poetry"that day, he came to me and pointed at the sky, saying, 'What a beautiful, beautiful moon.' but he was all i could see" i write of infinite dreams to escape harsh reality. shortlisted for wattys 2018
