I just needed someone to listen
Someone to understand
The pain that absorbed inside my veins
Guilt that tugged at my neck
The scars that I would wake up to every day
And how they would haunt me at night
I wish I had calm
I wish there was hope
But all has been deceased
- listen before I go
YOU ARE READING
surviving the storm
PoesíaA collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days
