darkness fills my body,
i feel the hate take over me.
my voice echoes, but nobody hears me.
i want help, but nobody sees through me.
nobody can see through the laughs, or the smile's or the, "yes im gooood!"
it's never me,
never first,
never anything.
but its, always me
who never is
a priority.
i let people destroy me,
attracted bad energy,
but now, im only going
to take care of me.
it's time now,
it really is time,
to start caring for me,
the way i care for people,
who dont even give me an apology,
for breaking me the way they do.
YOU ARE READING
feelings.
Poetrya very raw description of my feelings. do not expect correct grammar because this is just what I write without editing. a mix of poems and writing on random topics. Raw. Real.
