Can't you see I'm drowning?
Don't you hear every cry for help I send you?
You act as if you don't feel how much I need you in every hug I give.
Can't you taste the salt from my tears in every kiss we share?
Can't you smell the vanilla I use to mask the fear I hide deep inside?
YOU ARE READING
In a Nuthshell
PoetryPretty much everything I've gone through, have thought of, or have felt in a nutshell. All are poems written by me and should not be used unless given permission to.
