it grabs me by the throat
until there are tears in my eyes
i cannot speak on it
anymore
because all that would hear
is the dust in my room
i wish i was someone else
being me just doesn't
make sense
anymore
and it makes me sad
to know that there are people
in the world
that i hate nearly
as much as i hate myself
it gets to the point
where i cannot breathe
i toss and turn at night
nothing helps anymore
it's just me
rule 1
don't let her go to bed sad
YOU ARE READING
the celestial city
Puisimostly free verse poetry from deep in my mind. hope u enjoy.
