Come on, you can always talk to me
Don't shut me out
Tell me something
What's going on inside
And the problem occurring outside
At the same time
There's a thin wall
Between you and I
It's not thick enough
To drown out your crying
It won't stop any sound
Scream until your wall breaks down
I may not have the answer
You're looking for
In front of us
Is an open door
You can walk out first
I want you to know I'm there
I'm not the only one who's here
Keep it bottled up
It's gonna get worst
Feeling better after every outburst
Don't feel the need to regret every word
Stay for us
The calendar is counting down
To the days we're free to get away
You want to leave
When we win
We have proved to them
That they're wrong
It has shown
That we can make it on our own
Every bullet they shot
We were dodging
They should be sorry
Sometimes during the fall
I decided that we would stand tall
Join my uprising
Of not taking anymore insults
That's not what we came for
Discard their attempts to stop us
Our aspirations are not up to discuss
When the time comes
Examine your surroundings
Did you imagine your success
To be resounding
Is happiness worth more than our friendship?
Do you love the idea
More than you care to admit?
We're not getting anywhere with this
I'm happy that you found an anchor
To keep you on the ground
You'll accept the escape instantly
Before you go
Take a little bit of my sympathy
YOU ARE READING
Medicine
PoetryCutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings. A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat li...
