Wet eyes and tear stained cheeks
Shaky hands and chattering teeth
Day after day
Week after week
Month after month
Everyday,
I cry
All I ever do is cry
Everyday,
It gets worse and worse
I've asked for help,
But didn't get any
Now I'm being offered help
And I'm terrified to take it
At this point,
I fear I won't get better,
But I still have the slightest hope that I can
I have so much to say,
But so little time to say it
I have nothing to say to the ones that don't care
And I have everything to say to the ones that do
YOU ARE READING
My inspiration...
Poetry"She is so fragile. Everything breaks her heart, But nothing can mend it." - Peyton (me) This is a book filled with my poetry and it may contain some trying times in my life I've decided to share. You can interpret my poems the way you'd like. You c...
