i'm a bit lonely.
and by a bit i mean a lot.
i mean i find myself missing people when they just arrive because i know eventually we'll have to say goodbye.
i've grown so lonely that i pretend my pillows are people so maybe someone will listen to the voices in my head,
because i know they get lonely too.
i've been a little afraid.
and by a little i mean i have forgotten what sleep tastes like
i've become so afraid that i avoid the sidewalks we walked down
afraid the memories will kidnap my sanity
i've been lonely;
i'm still lonely.
-kenzie
YOU ARE READING
numb.
Poetrythese are the words inside my head that i sometimes just need to get out. and hopefully you enjoy reading them
