so I'll cry
cry until my pillow becomes nothing more than just a river
a puddle
I'm spilling
my emotions lay with me
I'm confused
I don't know what to do anymore
where do I go to
Whom do I run to
I have no one
no one who understands
no one who can hold me and tell me
that it'll be alright
pathetic is all I am
miserable annoying and pathetic
spilling
crying an ocean
the only thing I'm good at
the only thing I can do
is be sad
and cry it out
why do I write?
what's the point?
my emotions pour out like an abstract picture
my emotions flood on every part of the plain white
I'm a mistake
I'm such a big mistake
I am nothing more than a disappointment
I've embarrassed my family and friends
I have made decisions that I regret
all this wouldn't have happened if I wasn't so fucking sad
no one understands that
I'm not capable
I'm not capable of living this life
I need a break
a long break
I need to depart from this horrible world
I need
I need someone
someone to keep me away
trap me in their beauty and kindness
though I will never find anyone
I've lost hope
I'm done and I'm tired
I've abandoned myself
I've stopped talking to everyone
I'm so
sad
1:16 am
YOU ARE READING
Venus (Book 2)
PoetryA second poetry book, describing my pain, fear, and of course, sad moments as well as happy... You are not alone, and I'm sure you can get through this, we can work on this together. I wish you all the best in life! 2017