Love to me
Is like air
You need love
Not romantically but
You need it to be sane
In order to survive
And just like air
Its really easy to get rid of
When your drowning in a sea
Of your own thoughts and emotions
And im tired of living on edge
Im tired of living in a world where
I am constantly drowning
And i only have a few seconds
To come up for air
YOU ARE READING
Skeletons
Poetryeveryone has their skeletons, and now its time for those skeletons...to come out of the closet
