Demanding that something must be done.
Sitting on the white plastic uncomfortable chair,
Papers are shredded in hundred flares,
It was unfair,
She was so scared.
Her arms reached out to write,
Her mouth mumbled some nonsense shite,
She saw nothing but blank black,
All she wanted to do is fighting back.
Her spirit was buried,
All of her strength is leaked,
Trying hard to stand straight,
She ended up procrastinate.
She has no reason,
The Mr. Know it All,
No single medicine,
Could treat her flaw.
Help her oh my friends.
YOU ARE READING
Indelible
PoetryJust some underrated poems of my own. Written in the mean time before hitting the hay. chapters of love chapters of anxiety chapters of heartbreaks
