I feel so dead and lost inside.
My life inside me is growing weak.
I hurt easily, and take you seriously.
I'm good at faking that I'm strong...
But I'm fragile and soft.
Can't you see It's all a fasade?
And I'm breaking to the core.
Shattering to pieces, inside and out.
I can't take this much more.
My heart is hanging by a thread.
Just waiting to be sewen shut.
Held with loving hands, that won't let go.
Where am I going to find that?
YOU ARE READING
Mindful poems
PoetrySo, I don't usually write anymore. But sometimes I do get in my feelings and write something that ends up going here. So enjoy and please if you ever feel down and like this talk to someone don't be like me and keep it all in.
