Things come and go.
More especially
people come and go.
They say that they will be there for your darkest times
But are they really?
Where are they when your trapped in a labyrinth that has no exit?
Where are they when you are at your deepest thoughts
Thinking
Do I actually matter?
Where are they when you call them your family
And could never take you in as family?
Ice melts away leaving only a puddle of water that signifies
How truly
And sincerely
The way we
Are all alone.
YOU ARE READING
The Struggle For Air
PoetryPoems written based off of any random thoughts one may have or any situation that is difficult to explain. Enjoy!