This reality
is a tragedy
It's a piece of me
that I can't get away from
It's not easy
Fighting demons
that others
can't see
I got so much in my head
I got so much on my mind
I keep trying to be okay
Looking on the bright side
Something seems to be
holding me back
I don't know what it is
but I'm stuck in my tracks
YOU ARE READING
ⓝⓞⓝ-ⓔⓧⓘⓢⓣⓔⓝⓣ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ (ᴬ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ ᴮᴼᴼᴷ)
PoetryI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
