Alone,
Hiding away,
waiting,
watching,
wanting,
a change.
The vines
Entangle me,
surround,
my being.
I'm suffocating.
I can't breathe
I'm lost,
in the dark,
in the trees,
in my sorrow.
Yet you see
my pleasant
little smile,
telling you,
I'm okay.
YOU ARE READING
My Journal
PoetryThis is a journal that i have been keeping with me for a while. I'm putting it here so that anyone who feels the way i do will understand that someone is here to help you. If you relate to anything I've written feel free to ask questions. I'm here f...
