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all i can do is think.

and think,

breath and think. 

Let all the insecurities creep back in...

all the lack of self worth,

lack of confidence.

all the pain 

then the emptiness. 

that empty void.

the defence mecinism

the walls

up the go

as i'm all alone 

and theres no one to let in 

just to drown out the pain

and to get the slightest bit of sleep.

for when i'm just sat there ,

for when you've gone off whispering about me  , 

for now because your not here and you'll never be here. 

to hold all the pieces together.

to not loose hope.

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