Head held down,
I know I'm wrong.
You can stop rubbing it in,
my mind is already spirallin'.
Once again I let you down,
made many mistakes, done things wrong.
Room of loneliness, don't want to go in.
Afraid everyone will leave, fear is spirallin'.
~~Poet's Note~~
Do you have that moment in your life where you know you're disappointed someone? When you know you've messed up really bad? Where you swore to yourself that you'd do anything to make it right?
When she felt that... she wasn't given a chance to explain herself. Even though she did not know what to say, she wanted to say something at least. But she couldn't, instead she was told to go someplace else, a place where no one but her shadow and her were present.
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Before The Light
PoetryPain... I'm pretty sure no one likes to talk about that. Compared to those who have been abused or those who are facing racism, sexism or such, my pain is absolutely nothing. But it does hurt. Poetry is an outlet for my feelings. Paper does have mo...
