I finally mustered up the courage
To tell you about how you make me feel.
About how don't just melt me,
but how I burn on every glance you steal.
How I drowned in the thoughts of you
And how much you torture me with pain.
How you constantly made me feel alone
And how you make all my efforts disappear in vain.
How you always stick around
With wounds that I thought would never heal.
But this time I won't be on my knees
Because it's your turn to kneel.
It's not been long but I realized now
That I'm better off without you.
But I guess you're still a part of me,
So what else can I do?
YOU ARE READING
Cauldron of anxiety and fears
Non-FictionPreviously the Cauldron of anxiety and fears. Instead of a rubbish bin for all of my rants and despair, I figured I'd make this a collection of random things I made trying to overpower my inner demons. So yeah, basically still a rubbish bin.
