I'm still sad
I'm still hurt
The moment I see your face I forget that feeling
So maybe it isn't that deep
When I'm alone
I'm lonely
I'm drowning in a bottomless ocean again
YOU ARE READING
Before I Blackout
PoetryMy best work is done when I'm on the edge of blacking out, when you finally stop trying to pretend you have a grip on what runs though your mind, you should try writing with your eyes half closed and your mind wide open. This may be an on going pro...
