I wonder if it seems simple,
The meaning of self expression
Is it really that easy to assign meaning
To the things that we can't call our own?I'm trying to find a safe place
My mind is an inkwell and my words,
They are the pen,
Reaching out from my head to yoursI have hope that I can reach you.
Someone, anyone,
My goal is to impact
And to touch if only one heart.I want to reach you
But I can only reach out so far
YOU ARE READING
[ R E A C H ]
PoetryA compilation of poems from me, a boy with a fragile psyche, and an even more fragile sense of reality. These are my view, my perception of reality. Topics range from anything from depression, suicidal thoughts, anxiety, alcoholism, nightmares, and...