The world feels like it's caving in on me.
I took the wrong step, and the ground cracked beneath my feet.
And it all my fault.
Its always my fault...
Im so sorry I can't be better.
I should have been more aware.
Im so fucking sorry.
Why can't I breathe?
I just need to fucking breathe.
YOU ARE READING
Poems: Gade 12- Present Day
PoetryFrom another guy in the world, to you. Words that aren't spoken, but remain true. I hope you find comfort in my poetry too. A rusted connection to my reality, because honestly. I've lost it.
