He messaged
The center of my fears
The cause of my anxiety
We talk dispite not wanting to
Sounding more like my father
rather than a monster
Slowly after years of claiming to not care.
I realized i wanted him here.
Depression takes hold
Casting me a prisoner
Trapped in my mind
You talk about past trama you get labeled ok
Or accused of wanting attention
You dont talk people ask once and never again
YOU ARE READING
My small story and poems
Randomso I started writing on notes, and i came up with this small story and remembered I had some poems... it seems like a waste to keep them in the storages of my phone so I'm going to put them here the small story will be first so yeah, now their is s...
