This pain inside,
Steals my breathe away.
I can bearly breathe,
Bearly feel, anythig else.
Drunk with desire and pain,
My head feels like a confusing mess,
Thoughts tangled, making me feel dizzy, lost.
I drown deeper,
in the ocean of these feelings,
my heart doesn't needs.
Wanting tears to spill from my eyes,
But scared of the secrets they carry.
Wanting to push the pain away,
And yet, a part of me,
Holds onto it,
For it is almost a relief,
To feel.
This pain, it lits every cell of mine onto fire,
Burning away what's inside,
But yet still, I don't even sigh.
My fears haunt me,
Pulling me back,
Into darkness,
Into something, that is nothing,
And yet still, much too horrible.
I drown, and I choke,
On this beathtaking pain,
Leaving my heart to ache,
Hurting so deep.
And I close my eyes,
Wanting the pain to go away.
But a part of me, holds onto that pain,
A thought linked, to that feeling.
That I deserve, all this I feel.
YOU ARE READING
The Ink Spilling From My Pen ✔
Poetry* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The ink that spilled out of my pen formed these poetry. * ** * * * * * * * * * * ** ** * * ** * * ** * ** ** *** ** * * ** * * ** A random poetry collection that spill...
