Crowded Room:
A poem within a poem.
Standing in a crowded room
Screaming but no one hears
I stand here wearing my heart of my sleeve
Watching all the scars they leave.
Memories fade and people leave
Nothing left of the original me
Waiting for the perfect end
To a lifelong darkness all alone
Stories untold
As memories unfold
Dreams fall from the sky
Into the hell deep inside
YOU ARE READING
Crowded Room
PoetryStanding in a crowded room with thoughts circling around you? This is my expression of this feeling. Enjoy.
