You hold my hand, look into my eyes and tell me that you love me.
Then I wake up.
That's why I am afraid of abandon my dreams and see the truth: you don't care.
YOU ARE READING
How I Truly Feel.
PoetryWant to know how I truly feel? Read it because i'm unable to express my feelings out loud. { I wrote these poems at a time when my soul needed to write them in order to save my life. They're not perfect, but that's what I had to do to heal.✨} #2 in...
