Amid judgments,
I'm lying down, flat on my stomach.
Trying not to wink at
the highly audible 'you suck' ;
The past was a torment,
The present is a dumb fuck.
The future may be piquant
only if I knock back.
Amid your view,
I'm trying to put mine up, too.
But you don't seem to give a shit,
which is more like using me for your benefit.
It's not like I don't mind;
it's a fact that I won't reveal.
It doesn't mean that I'm not hurt,
But it led me to a desert;
OF FREAKED-OUT EMOTIONS.
- L
YOU ARE READING
YOU - healing
Poetry"YOU". What do you do when your heart breaks hmm? Healing is what u require. Why do you have to search for someone else when u posses ur fucking self?
