Like petals from a rose, I feel myself begin to slip away,
Each word a thorn on my lips,
Cutting me up from the inside,
Growing out from my once shiny stem,
Pushing away those I love,
Secluding myself once again.
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poetry
PoetryMy only escape is through my writing. Welcome to my world ~ It's not very pretty, but I hope it makes you feel something. *Cover credit; Kaylannette
