Tears running down my face
Fuck maybe I do need space.
My mind at a constant race.
Fuck I feel and it hurts in this case.
Love me please I'm so alone.
Help me be alive.
Be my home.
I don't wanna know why.
I don't want to fucking cry.
My mind is crazy.
My mind is over run.
Lord someone strike me with a gun.
Let me leave.
Help me breathe.
No wait hold on to me please.
I want to see us make it through.
Yes, in fact me and you.
Even if we hide the truth.
I only want you.
Sorry I've been so blue.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
