From time to time,
Words are unable to express how I feel.
Don't even have the ability to cry anymore...
Although it would make me feel weak,
Crying would at least release some pain.
No energy at all to do anything,
Just lay in bed wondering "Where did I go wrong?",
And contemplating the best way to escape this world...
Forever
YOU ARE READING
Existing
PoetryExisting is just the ups and downs of my life inspired by songs and all the struggles I've been through. I hope you can relate and will overall enjoy! =)
