If someone can hear me
Can someone help me
Im drowning in an ocean of lies
And feeding off dead guys minds
Can you hear me
Can you help me
Probably not but there is no use
in screaming
Im not depressed just a mess
Nothing wrong with breaking once
in awhile
You can fix it or fake it with a smile
Life is odd
and life is very unique
It takes your loved ones away
without a single blink
And just like that
BOOM
Now their gone
Slipped through your little fingers
And now they are lost.
-Masked C
but all lost things are found someday
you just have to look in the right places
Someday i will find that confidence that i threw away
Its killing me and eating me up in the inside
Im shaking and suffocating
Choking on words
Words of a broken melody
I ask myself once again Who am I
But words cant convey that
So i must ask myself
Who do i wanna be?
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoesíaSometimes not being alright is alright. Im not talking about depression. Im talking about the shi that gets your head spinning Take a walk with me through my words of poetry