Depression
I am standing in a world of dark navy blue.
My legs are weak at the knees threating to pull me down onto the cold hard earth.
Big clouds of mist float around me,drenching me in its salty tears.
I cry in sorrow and pain as knives plumet into my vulnerable heart.
I am lost in a sea of betrail.
A sea of hatred.
What did I do wrong to cause me this pain?
Will I ever know?
CITEȘTI
Poems Have Feelings Too
PoezieThis is a book full of poems about feelings. Everyone goes through the rollecoaster. This is something to relate to.
