why don't you hear, when I tell you I'm not alright?
when I cry and scream how much I wanna die.
when I tell you this world gets to loud and my feelings went numb,
when I'm afraid of losing control,
scared of this dark deep hole.
why do you act like I'm kidding?
likes it's something I would usually do.
nothing, what would worry you.
I'm being completely honest,
pour my whole heart out.
and you keep telling me,
it's nothing to worry about.
I wish I would be easier.
not this mess I am.
would be able to go.
Going out, leaving the house.
Oh how I wish I wouldn't feel anymore.
YOU ARE READING
only the brave | poems
Poezja« it's a church of burnt romances and I'm too far gone to pray. It's a solo song and it's only for the brave » some poems I had in mind, some are personal, some just fictional. I just let my hands write whatever floads in my mind. TW // mostly depre...
