its like im asleep when im walking
always alone
i cant even breath
im drowing from within
//
its time to wake me up now,
release from this nightmare,
give me a life to live,
and a purpose for once
//
this cant be real life,
its too animated to be real
all the mental disorders and suicides
and all the issues being ignored
//
dont let the nightmare become your life,
or else you'll be lost with in the web
the web of sadness and despression,
spun by the spider called society
YOU ARE READING
Poems
Poésieall of these poems were written by me in my best times and in my worst. i'll let you figure out which poem belongs in which time.
