2/24/2020
I try my hardest to stop it,
To stop myself, because I know,
There are better things I could do,
Better ways to treat myself,
But it's just so damned hard,
Living knowing,
That you'll never believe me
And that one day,
You will no longer be mine,
But I think it might be best,
Maybe for now, we can play pretend,
Ignore our differences and keep them pushed down,
Just to gain some any sense of normalcy again
YOU ARE READING
why?
PoetryWhy does everything feel so...dull lately. Why is it that I don't feel heard though I'm screaming? Just why? I don't know.