This is a fight I cannot escape.
Invisble hands slipping around my body,
Pulling me where I belong.
In the dark.
Apart of its disease.
It's inevitable lesson to be learned.
I am so fucking sorry I couldn't stop this.
Im sorry I failed everyone.
Im sorry I have no more time
On my clock.
But Im scared too..
YOU ARE READING
Poems: Gade 12- Present Day
PoetryFrom another guy in the world, to you. Words that aren't spoken, but remain true. I hope you find comfort in my poetry too. A rusted connection to my reality, because honestly. I've lost it.
