4 July 2015 | 03:41 a.m.
{uninvited}
dreary -
is all my mind can think of.
no other words to describe my life.
weak -
my mind can't take that of the world.
I break when I hear negatives things.
depressed -
the only emotion I know well.
I can't stop the tears that want to fall.
lonely -
everyone leaves, no one stays.
those who stay, are those who care.
pathetic -
why am I around still ?
I'm just a hopeless romantic.
waste -
was my first thought.
I should just be thrown away.
all of these sum
up what I am.
no need to ask.
I'm not worth your
time or your precious
life.
my words can't articulate
correctly.
nothing makes
sense.
I'm all messed
up and can't breathe
anymore.
sleep isn't
possible.
I don't know what
to do anymore.
I'm just breathing and
living for no reason.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
writing dreams
Poesía*trigger warning* just a book of my bipolar thoughts and feelings {lower case is intentional through out the book} ~ Gabi xx
