I dont know
What worries me more
The cuts that you (might)make
The frown on your face
Your highs and your lows
Your anger that grows
Your rash thinking
And faster regret
And how i dont know much else.
But my fear
Is you hurting
More
Than you already are.
I seem to go
Down this path a bunch
Having to let a friend
Get lost
To find their own way
Till it comes a day
When they can turn it around
And im waiting
For them to come back
Safe and sound.
YOU ARE READING
Exposed
PoetryHere i am With my thoughts My doubts My feeling All layed out Right here Exposed.