and sometimes I wonder
how good it must feel
to be able to be
the greatest you will
like being the first choice
again and again
being loved and hold
when the night gets cold
like getting asked how you are
because they really care
to be able to talk about things
without this fucking fear
like getting help if you asked for
not only when you're screaming
to be able not to worry
if you're doing bad enough
like getting hugged & told your loved
knowing you're appreciated
to be able not to think
you're a burden to them
sometimes I wonder
if I would ever be able to feel all this
not have to worry
about all my thoughts
being able to live
not only survive
but my mind keeps on fucking
up all the time
YOU ARE READING
only the brave | poems
Poetry« 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...
