with no one to talk to
what more can I do ?but to glance at all these faces
and try to weigh my choicesmerely an hour it only took
and I shot them all out like a bookno one matches my category
and I clutch myself for confirmatoryI'll rest my head on my desk
try to help this feeling of grotesquethat this my loneliness is taking over
and I might talk to no one foreverso I breath in and I breath out
and try to sorth this black outbecause on this battle to be on my own
i have caused loneliness,I will forever bemoan .
YOU ARE READING
queen. |✓|
Poetry(POETRY ABOUT MOTHERHOOD & LOVE ) You whisper "My queen " and I can only stare ahead because there's nothing for me to say except think of how much I'm dead Think of how so far gone I am I'm loose in touch with reality because I still see you sc...