I can't see
Anything clearly
But I'll try until I die
To view this from another side
Hold me
When I just don't feel like me
And promise it will be alright
Please tell me gentle lies
Gentle lies
(I've given up from here. Take it or leave it I suppose.)
YOU ARE READING
phosphenes
PoetryA collection of poems about mental health, identity and love. TW AND CW FOR POSSIBLY TRIGGERING TOPICS.
