I tell myself I'm too far gone,
I wanna prove myself wrong,
but who am I to deny
the tears I cry
The pit in my stomach
matches my feelings
when they plummet.
The feeling of emptiness
makes my eyes burn.
I miss you.
YOU ARE READING
Everything Inbetween
PoetryPoetry written by me. Featuring my experiences, some bad metaphors, and everything in-between. Mostly free-verse. Ongoing.
