Night time has come...
Darkness has befallen upon me.
Dragging me back to reality..
With no escape ability.
Sense of suffocation
Like I am trapped in a time glass.
My cry for help is not heard
Or everyone just chose to ignore.
Broken bones and heart
The pain is hard to bear
I feel it in my bones
To my lungs
Death awaits me
For the demons are already on my door step
Disguised
as bird's
_Tao
ESTÁ A LER
Emotions In Word's
Poesiawords better written than said. Emotions better written than shown. Art better written than painted. poems better written than spoken. Not very one has a voice to speak up so we write instead. Rose's are red violets are blue if you are a Poet or poe...
