Others thought I was just fooling around.
I couldn't get up, I fell down.
I couldn't stand, I stayed on the ground.
I fell in the dark, and couldn't be found.
Everyone saw how cruel you could be,
By I could spot what others couldn't see.
Do you understand how much you mean to me?
Hopefully now, you can truly be free.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the Pained
PoetryThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
