I'm losing my mind,
Towing myself through this mud,
Head-deep,
Slowly sinking into the depths of my worries,
What I once feared is now a reality,
Stranded and sorrowful,
No place to call home,
No food to eat or water to drink,
I wander the Earth like a hopeless phantom,
Desperately searching for its purpose,
Another chance,
But once all is lost,
It is lost forever,
There is no way I will be able to recover,
What's done is done,
Your actions have cost me,
But it's only your stress that you can see.
In honour of a troubled friend,
You've got this.
YOU ARE READING
Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
