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I'm alive everyday
But barely do i live
I hate the meaning of love
Because I'm crying on New year's Eve

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Clouds on my head

Doesn't want to go away

Raining heavily

Thoughts i don't even want to see

Mornings feel less bright

Because i sleep at 3 am every night

I blink and it's the next day

I'm drowning in time like quick sand

It's pulling me in

Depths have gone

I'm growing over time

Same with my pain

I don't know who I am

Neither did i make an effort to have it the other way

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