i wish u could visit my heart every once in a while
see how it was misunderstood and the way it was denied
i wish u could understand the way i see things
from the beginning noticing every change every blink
from the doodles of the sketch to the color of the skin
i wish u could see the hurt through my
eyes
the panic in my voice and the scars that i hide
the mental distress i lived in and the nights i cried
i wish u could sense the pain through my bones
in the moments when i try to speak but dont
my heart is filled with sorrow and its not made of stones
YOU ARE READING
Verses Of Life And Death
PoetryAnd now all I smell is coffee, cigarettes and you, All I think about is you, and I don't like talking about how I feel So I decided to write. Email: Shaxad.here@gmail.com
