It's nights like these
I wish I could just hold you
and fall asleep
wrapped in fuzzy blankets
unafraid of nightmares
because I know you'd be right there
if they were to invade my dreams
with the feeling of warmth
not only on my skin
but also in my heart.
YOU ARE READING
My Voice Through Poetry
PoetryDepressed + gay = poetry 🤯 ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: including (but not limited to) self-harm, abuse, mental hospitals, eating disorders, and suicide.
