Their breaking me
you're breaking me
it's a struggle to continue to fight right now
And I'm not sure what I'm fighting for anymore I'm lonely and I'm angry and I can't pinpoint at what exactly but I know that I want to feel warmth I don't want to feel alone
my chest is a hollowed corpse
my heart beat a small flame trying to stay lit in the strong wind
the blood flowing through my veins feel as if they are ice themselves slowly running through my body and killing me
but I refuse to die I don't know what I'm fighting for
how the hell do you give me life it take it away at the same time
Damn these people really got me losing my shit
YOU ARE READING
To later or to fast but you still don't know
PoesíaPoems about the many emotions people many feel, I get the ideas from talking to other people I Capture and talk about the things no one else wants to 2
