I'm Crying.
I wish I was dying.
Could just start prying
Into my darkness.
I just keep on bleeding.
Wanting to be sleeping.
But I will never
Finish healing.
Relying on others
Is too much to bother with.
Continue alone then.
Forever alone again.
Wishing and pleading.
I just finished feeding
On my own sorrows.
There's always tomorrow. . .
Isn't there?
YOU ARE READING
F*ck College
PoetryPoetry I am writing to vent my problems and anger while getting my ndergraduate degree in music education. I am proud to announce this is my 40th work published to Wattpad. I feel it was well placed. ❤