I wouldn't mind if you noticed how hard I fucking tried,
So maybe if I died, I'd believe it wasn't for nothing,
She makes me feel like somehow it could all be worth it,
He makes me see the world in all its different colours.
All I want is for the sun to shine again,
But the rain won't stop falling,
In the storm that is my mind,
I'm clouding over again
But this time your words won't get through
YOU ARE READING
Death by Words: A Selection of Poetry
PoetryA collection of poetry written by me (that, as always, demonstrates my mental deterioration and inner dialogue).
