So tonight I'll give up the fight,
let the monsters take me away,
Surrender to the darkness,
Give in to the tide that is determined to drag me away,
Let the storm rage on and consume me,
Let the voices take control of my body,
Let the waves pull me to the end of the ocean,
Let the fire devour my body
And then I'll rise like the phoenix from my own ashes,
Cause baby, when you hit rock bottom,
The only way left is up.
YOU ARE READING
The word spill of a messed up mind.
PuisiAs the title suggests, its basically just a bunch of poems or snippets that pop up in my head. ❤ You are that best selling poetry I never got to write, but could only read and fall in love in love with. ❤
