HE WALKED AWAY [𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺] [𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦]

17

i feel lost and empty
like i almost always do
sick of the pain and hurt
and of always being treated
like dirt
tired of waking up
every single morning
to dark grey skies
that neither go away
nor pours out the rain.