You're a mess at two in the morning
Bloodshot eyes and tears still running
Down porcelain cheeks
Asking all these questions
I can't answer.
You look so confused
As you pick up your board
Getting a running start to find peace
But it isn't here
It isn't with her
And certainly not with the rest.
Take a break
Drink some tea and settle back
Wake up and watch a sunrise or two
I think you forgot how to live
And I aim to change that.
YOU ARE READING
Barely breathing
ŞiirJust words that can't pass my lips but will go through my head until they fall onto paper. Every single one of these are my original pieces.
