Here you stand alone.
Each second feeling dreadful.
Are there any reasons to stay?
Right all along about this upcoming pain.
To be blinded by your heart.
Blinded by your desire to feel loved.
Reasoning with yourself that it will last.
Every negative thought led to this moment.
And now you cry wondering why,
Killing you softly was their whole game.
YOU ARE READING
medicine for depressed people.
Poetrya collection of original poems about depression, love, family, heartbreak, etc.
