Some people are gifted with the power of feeling love, pain, happiness, sadness. But others, they are cursed to hide behind a blank face and a blank brain.
These are poems by a boy whom wishes for his thoughts and feelings back.
Drink up~ the loneliness.
Broken.~
Crushed.~
Shattered.~
Torn.~
Explore my deepest..
We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces
I remember being once a teenager and thinking I had no one to speak to. So I wrote my pain in poems, it did help but having to think my friends or Family would never understand. I was wrong.
Mental health matters.
Volume. I