I keep looking at my phone
just to find that your name is gone
I lie awake at night, hoping that you'll feel better and talk to me
I awake every morning
Wishing for your presence
I fall asleep every night
Wondering where I went wrong
You know a part of me that lies deep within. You are the only one I trust with it.
But now
Now i have to bury it again
Waiting for the next person to dig it up
I know it won't be you
Because if it would,
I'd see your name on my screen
YOU ARE READING
2 am
PoetryTW:// DEPRESSION AND SELF-HARM, SOME TALK OF DEATH This book isnt something you'd want to read. I hope it isn't. It's just a piece of my mind shoved onto paper
