My brain is a mess
Like broken glass on bare feet
the sharp edges are slicing me open
and all I can do is sit hear and bleed
But at least I am feeling something right?
Feeling something is better than feeling nothing at all
or at least that is what they tell me.
But I would rather be numb
than feel this pain in my chest.
This constant ache is killing me
and I don't know how much longer I can tolerate
It's like someone shot a hole in my chest
and the thing that makes it worse
is the sea of thoughts stuck in my head
my brain wont stop it needs to give me a break
but it wont because 2 am is the best time to think?
or perhaps its because that's when no one is watching
I need help but I'm afraid to ask
So I say nothing at all
I need help
I'm drowning
drowning ...
CZYTASZ
Poems for a Sad Heart
PoezjaThis is a compilation of short poems for the sad soul that is simply looking for how they feel put into words.