I'm beyond tired
But feeling kinda wired
The words won't stop spinning
And the devil's thoughts keep winning
It's too hard too hard to fight
It's too hard to hold on till the morning light
I just want to die
I just need to say goodbye
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Wounded
Poetry//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
