Cold metal on my skin
Make me feel alive again
Take the aches and pains away
It doesn't hurt no more
Just a free ride, no pay
I can't tell you that I'm sorry
Because those are words I used to say
(ja.rs)
YOU ARE READING
Alone
PoetryPoetry is one way I cope with depression. I just want to warn you they can get pretty dark. I hope you enjoy. Book One of Depression Poetry Series
