isn't it a destructive thought
when you want to wear half sleeves
to enjoy the summer
but you can't
cause your arms are full of scars
when you want to go out
want to have fun with friends
but the anxiety doesn't let you
when you are on your bed
all day, feeling anxious
feeling depressed
when you want to smile
but the pain inside
your body doesn't let you
when you're crying all day
with you're face on the pillow
your eyes shivering pillow
with continuous teardrops
when you feel alone
isn't it destructive
isn't it dangerous
no one should be left alone
with their uncertain thoughts
but i am alone.
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
