honestlyunstable
Heart racing, hands cold,
I guess I already knew I wouldn't grow old.
I act so happy, I act so bold,
But really? I want somebody to hold.
I want somebody to cry to,
Somebody to care,
I want somebody to help me work through,
The pain that is there.
Am I unloveable?
No, they say, that's unthinkable.
But is it really when it feels so true?
Is it really, when I don't know what to do?
I used to see a rainbow; Vivid colours galore,
Now I see a greyscale, black, white and grey, no more.
I miss the light,
I don't want to fight,
But how do you expect me to be okay when all you do is bite?
LizzzieRead
@LizzzieRead Also, you will never be unlovable. You are one of the most phenomenal people that I have ever spoken to and I am lucky to have you in my life. :)
LizzzieRead
@honestlyunstable This is a lovely poem. (or rant? either way, BEAUTIFUL) I'm here for you if you need anything. Love you. <3