When we're laying in bed, with your chest against mine, I want you to hold me close to your heart.
Squeeze me closer once, to remind me you love me so I can throw away all the emotional pain.
Twice, to wash away all the growing rage.
and Thrice, to make me feel warm and safe, in your arms.
YOU ARE READING
Emotional Torture.
PoesíaCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
