Are you tired of this old town?
Guess the pressure drove you away,
Is it true you stole your mother's van?
She never used it anyway.
When did you empty your closet and pack your clothes?
Perhaps during midnight,
Do you remember visiting all the cheap stores?
Bet, now, you reminisce that memory in spite.
What about your dreams, sweetheart?
Maybe you don't care about that either,
Did you lose your passion for art?
For all one knows; running away feels sweeter.
Why did you leave?
That's what I can't seem to understand,
Is there something you want to achieve?
Or it could be that you found the people here bland.
Did you feel unwanted in any way?
Please, tell me that's not the case,
Could you meet your people midway?
This time they'll give you some space
They'll cut you some slack,
Just come back.
YOU ARE READING
Emotional Torture.
PuisiCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
