I'm still here.
I protested to stay.He's on a one track mindset.
I need to find myself.
He's done nothing but work.
If I just put on a sleep mask and music I'll be fine.
He doesn't get more than three hours of restless sleep at a time.
I did this, I'm not allowed to grieve.
I want to say he's right, but we know he's not.
She knows I still love her right? All of her?
I don't know.
You can talk to me, I promise.
The tears are scary for me too, but it'll all be okay.
I promised I'll come back.
I keep my promises, even if he struggles to keep his.I love you princess.
This isn't goodbye.
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The Wolves Howling In My Head
PoetryCollection of poems and small writings for when I'm feeling down. Warning: depressing themes ahead