Don't ask me why
But I tend to get sad at night
Maybe I get inside my mind
And I can't find any more light
I paint my toenails black
Every time they fade
Because it represents sadness
It never goes away
The polish is metaphor
My sadness tends to fade
Sometimes it's barely there
Sometimes it's a different shade
It's my only constant
No other color would do
The darkness has come to me
Now it's attached like glue
My friends tend to help me through it
Thousands of miles away
Sometimes it's hard to talk to them
I miss them every day
Recently I haven't been okay
Wanting to cry, feeling lonely
All I want sometimes
Is for someone to hold me
I think I've talked enough
I only wrote this to explain my nails
I get too into my writing
I start telling random tales
YOU ARE READING
Whispers
PoesíaThoughts that I have, poems that I've never finished. Basically, my heart poured onto electronic pages. Also, tysm for the 300+ reads!! ^-^
