Nothing could possibly,
Ever compare,
To how I feel now,
In this cold winter air,
I'm wearing long sleeves,
By now out of habit,
Addicted to it,
But no-one knows I'm an addict.
I've a smile on my face,
As I sit in the dark,
Years of tears in my eyes,
And a hole, not a heart,
Mouth sealed shut,
But not without cost,
And slowly feeling,
More and more lost.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Catalyst To My Goodbye
AcakPoetry, probably some literature, and a whole lot of mess. Warning: themes of depression, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, sexual/domestic abuse, death, anxiety and loneliness.
