You say okay.
You say okay.
I tell you I hurt really really bad.
I want someone to tell me it's okay.
Okay just dose not feel nice.
It's not your fault.
It's mine.
I chased a ghost and find my self crying on the floor waiting for some help.
I need to get up but right now I hurt.
I hurt like my world just crashed and I can't find love in these broken pieces.
So i cry.
I need to fight but right now I can't.
Why can't you be here.
I chased promises tell I reach an end and now truth is so much further.
YOU ARE READING
People
PoetryPeople come and go. I hear that statement a lot but I want a way to remember who all was a part of my life so here is where all that is from A-G of people I know. This is just the beginning.
