HELP
i gasped for air as the words
that i wanna say choked me — stucked in my throats,
failed to be unleashed.
tears silently fell as my lips trembling —begging for sympathy.
and
as all the corrupted thoughts start to
crawl into my mind ;
they
eat me alive ,
i want to scream for help ,
but only silence pathetic gasp escape .
YOU ARE READING
To The Boy Who Sat Across The Room
Poesíaa compilation of poem that i wrote for you ( super short )
