I'm unable to save myself.
My mind is broken,
thoughts are slipping through the cracks,
escaping into the grasp of sanity,
only to be devoured and deemed in sane.
Forever they will lie in the belly beast once told to be a savior,
Rotting.
Dear No One
By SimplyAllOver
I wrote this series of poems in some of the darkest states I've ever been in. I hope my suffering comes throu... More