Cold and still, cold like steel
Throw a tantrum, crush my dreams
Emptying what was never full
Feels like I've always been a fool
There's nothing, I can attest
Don't hear my words, just let me rest
Communication has broken up
It might be my fault, I'm always fucked up
Looking at the stars, I'm moving on
I don't get this fight that's been going on
I'm always on drugs to survive the pain
I've got nothing to lose yet nothing to gain
YOU ARE READING
Soft poems
PoesiaIt's a little work that will evolve from time to time, I hope you appreciate it. I'm not speaking the best English, since it's not my first language, please be mindful when giving advice :) My primary goal is to spark a discussion about the beaut...
