lukas-mosley - Hello Poetry

lukas-mosley

lukas-mosley

I write to get things off my chest but words can't lift this elephant.

depression cold day smile grew hands mirror scars deep nights fake breath hurt count heart stayed derek spent birds graves touched heavier worth real worse people shut emptiness sun body notice dirt wanted shine days times wrinkled feel walk laugh halls faced eyes air will feeling coffin disgrace mine struggles afraid face left gradual cries sleep signs touch hate flowers thinking kissed chest wall crying suns weeks eventually kills choice worst telling realize painted school loneliness sleepless perfume filling lurched nose night suddenly harm vane house hair born sight girl hole creatures trapping mess laid conquering noose filled told full attention met staring boy grass cured chirped bruises amount social footsteps drink rang flying love number feet caressed casket sad tired question arms dug start call forevermore stars hiding today happy fade declare started constantly spoken sleeves broke outisde hold anxiety romantic revel rays cruel faded months defined sleeping lurking