M A N I A
You compared my mania to the echo of an oceans shell
Empty
&
loud
With a sharp ended shovel you dug a hole of guilt in my gut
Guilt for myself
To myself I apologize
I question why a now stranger that once was not came to know me too well
Without deserving
Offend my hurting
&
Oh, how gone you are
YOU ARE READING
4am
PoetryI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
