i want to run away.
away from this situation,
away from this city,
away from this country,
away from this world,
away from this life.
for maybe when i am free,
i'll be able to feel what being a child truly is like.
YOU ARE READING
black, grey, and nothing in between
Poetryfor the thoughts that are in my head, the words stuck in my throat, and the stinging on my chest. a story of how my thoughts progressed, and how much i've changed through the times... hopefully written in english TW: mentions of d34th and 5u1c1d3 my...
