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I left all my sorrows
Inside a basket full life
I fell hard on the ground
Yet I still kept falling
Creatures leave me one by one
Leaving me again we the heavy basket
It was full of pain and anger
I felt like I lost everything
Still I keep telling myself that it's all right
When I always knew it wasn't
I guess I'm too lonely for someone to comfort me

I felt disowned and used,
They only talked to me when they needed me

I felt used and insecure after all those words the left behind me

Like a small knife just slowly killing me
But somehow we all get used to the pain
No matter how painful and rough
We either try to escape or to just
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