Watch your step,
But keep your pace.
Follow me,
But create your own path.
Settle down,
And cause hell,
All at once.
They always say that.
But I just need a break.
A break from reality,
A break from my horrible life,
And especially a break from my own mind.
I need to relax.
I need to spend a day without a million thoughts clogging my mind.
If only.
Around here,
It seemed impossible.
I've never felt so exhausted,
So drained,
So helpless,
In my entire life.
Maybe I'm delusional.
Maybe I'm the only one who can see the truth.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetry100 word stories. - warning! Talks about suicide, self harm, abuse, etc. read at your own risk. this is your only trigger warning. -
