Meg Oct 12

There's something wrong with me
Why is it so hard for her to see?
Crying rivers
As my nose starts to bleed

Like the ocean,
suddenly washing ashore
pulling me under

So I sit and wait
In the warm embrace of a shower
Hugging all of my worries away
I ask myself
What can you even do at this point?

I know my life is perfect
They provide such fun
But there's something that I'm losing
Maybe my mind for one

I can't feel
I can't see
I can't do
Anything. Anymore.

As I sit here writing this,
Puffy eyed
Covered in blood

I'm lost in endless possibilities
Wasting my precious time
Should I tell her?

I'm sure I'm fine.

— The End —