It might be the day,
or the night.
But, i've been thinking of you.
It still hurts.
I wonder if it will stop hurting.
I just could see all wet,
now it's stopped.
Will it ever stop?
The headaches,
my burning chest.
Will it ever stop?
My sore throat
and tired eyes.
Will it stop?
YOU ARE READING
The Chaos
PoetryI'm sharing my thoughts with you. Hopufully we can relate at some point.
