It’s such a cold feeling. To look down and see the Depression written all over you. I mean it is so cold. I have stared at a screen for 10 minutes trying find the right person to tell but I just keep staring at a screen. This cold feeling keeps spreading, all the while and I fear reaching out. I fear getting another involved because the nights get chilly as it is. I don’t want to freeze the people I care about. They matter too much to be overshadowed by my confusion. I care about them too much. They say love is putting yourself after the people you care about. They also say it’s giving them the power to hurt you and trusting they won’t. So yes, I’m confused. And my confusion cannot hurt the people that matter. I care too much. It's my biggest flaw
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Moon Willows Tantrums
PoesiaPeople know me as someone who speaks. They have never heard my poetry. Because that is where I scream.
