I forgot what it felt like
the numbness
and emptiness that ached through my chest every time i took a breath
i had been so happy for so long
i forgot how miserable this was
i had forgotten how disappointed i was when i heard my heart beat yet again
how my eyes constantly stung with the warning of tears
that would never come out
the panic and anger targeted at everything and everyone
i forgot what it felt like to be a volcano
except constantly irrupting with silent internal turmoil that no one can see
the loneliness that eats you from the inside out
i had forgotten the pain
i had forgotten the torture
but now iv been reminded once again
YOU ARE READING
Wild Child
Poetrythis is a book of poetry just like any other. the big difference is ... its mine and no one else. thats why you should read it. not that I'm trying to be cocky, I'm trying to give you a good enough reason to read this collection poems instead of jus...
