I've talked about my Feelings.
Indirectly begging for help
"It's okay, you'll be fine." You said.
It was like I was Drowning
Then you held my hand for a High-Five
And let me go
And let me go again.
YOU ARE READING
set free | ✔
Poetry❝my tears and heart started to write down their own words 'cause my hands refused to do so.❞ Highest Rank: #41 on Poetry by 7-7-17 Written by ellethetic COMPLETED
