Hide me
Away from
You
Let me
Escape
These roots
I want
To
Leave you
But my
Mind won't
Go
Get rid
Of all
These blues
If I'm
To love
You
Break me
Free
Of this
Pain is
Sorrow
Death wishes
Make up
My mind
For me
Hide
Me
Away.
YOU ARE READING
The Days With No Sun
PoetrySometimes we fear truth over reality. But things get dark and heavy and we play the blame game. We end up hurting others or ourselves even. We don't think before we act or we don't say before we do. This is the evolution of my madness. A cluster of...
