So tell me
How am I supposed to breathe with no air
It feels like someone stole my lungs
It feels like I'm drowning in fire
Even my tears burn
I'm a mess
A perfect tragedy
A blemish
It feels like I was only placed on this earth
For the bad
Hello my name is reckless
My specialty is destruction
And my orientation is damage
When will I ever be good enough.
YOU ARE READING
Tears from the soul of a flower
PoésieThese poems are freshly dedicated from my heart