I sat there,
Surrounded by people.
None of them saw,
What I was feeling,
Even though I didn't bother hiding it.
It was almost like,
They were blind...
So blind that,
They didn't see me drowning.
I'm drowning so much that,
My lungs are filled to the brim.
It won't be long till I die of asphyxiation...
YOU ARE READING
Epigrams
PoetryIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
