I'm only getting worse
I thought being without you
Was the problem
It's not
I'm not okay
And I don't know why
And I'm seeing you soon again
I need to heal by then
I can't have you seeing me like this
I don't want you to see me broken
I don't want you to think that you've done this
It's not you
My mind is not kind to me
And you really do make me happy
But when I'm alone
All hell breaks loose
I don't know what to do
I just hope
I heal
Before I see you again
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryThings and vents that come to mind when I'm pissed off or idk, emotions.