Bathroom walls
Long baths,short nights, fighting to stay alive. Hot water stings, its the simple things. Am I going crazy, I swear to you Im not lazy. My heart just hurtss and I've no energy left. Nothing I say makes any sense, every word I write is too intense.
Writing poems on Bathroom walls, suddenly feeling very, small. Breaking my promises, falling in love with my best friend. When will, this end?
I think, I may be going crazy.
Nothing is as it seems to be.
No one hears my screams, save me..Im drowning. Im sorry I write poems on broken stones and cry waterfalls.
Writing my pain on bathroom walls.
