Can everything stop.
I want silence.
I don't want to hear anymore
of these voices.
I don't want any actions
Those disgusting and shaming faces,
all around me.
Just stop.
You.
And yes,
I'm talking to myself.
I need you to stop.
I want you out of our life.
Anyone's life.
I'm begging you to stop.
.
YOU ARE READING
My Own Kind Of Poetry
Poésiewords scrunched up in sentences that makes only sense to me. cause no one understands.
