Pain etched into my bones.
A dull emptiness in my chest.
A tight knot in my throat.
Hopelessness bleeding from my eyes.
Clawing at my mind.
Scratching at my skin.
Butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
Making me sick.
Stopping my breath.
Your issues don't push me away, they only make me numb.
Writing poems you'll never see.
Wondering if you remember me.
Heartache is worse than heartbreak sometimes.
For I wish I had your answer.
YOU ARE READING
Rain Clouds
PoetrySimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
