Drowning my feelings.
My lungs, slowly filling.
Losing air.
Losing touch.
All my thoughts taken over by memories.
Smiles, laughter, moments where everything felt real.
Fake smiles, pity laughter, and realization it was all a lie.
Why is this the hand I got dealed?
Nothing feels right.
It physically hurts.
Every moment spent aching while you're so happy.
I knew I dragged you down.
YOU ARE READING
Poem Junk Book
PoetryJust shit my brain needs to write :,) Some could be in the POV as a certain character Some might have cuss words Some could even be inspired by random music. I do not know. This is mostly just my brain ranting to itself. Woah. Thats literally what...
