She feels so alone
As if she's the only one left on the planet
She feels so forgotten
As if there is no good memory to remember
She feels so ashamed to pick up that blade again
She feels so rotten like the shallow thing she has become
She feels distressed with each breath
Now she remembers all the dark times she had
She goes back to the drawer with all the blades she has used before
Ones with her name on it, and the ones with her dreams
They prepared her for the battle ahead
They gave her more days to live
Her dream, her hopes all were killed as a child
Now she is just carrying her body to wash away those bad nights
Please make it stop, her brain screams
I can't take it any longer, death visit me tonight
Take me in your arms and let me sleep forever
For I have become mundane and clever
A/N: I've been feeling so blue lately guys,don't even ask why. Guess going through one of those days when you feel the sky is falling on your head.
P.S I hope no one feels the way I felt when writing this piece.
Peace out! ✌
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Short & Sweet
PoetryA captivating poetry collection that collides with human emotions and charismatic nostalgia.Honestly just a small collection of short and sweet poems.
