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Paris Apr 2019
I’ve had this feeling deep inside,
That I will get left behind,
I feel I need to run and hide,
But I know I should be kind.

I try to distract my self,
From all the stress and tears,
It may not be good for my health,
But I continue to cover my ears.

I keep telling myself it’ll be okay,
That the voices are not here to stay,
That the demons are here to play,
And that it’ll all go away.

I smile and laugh so no one will know,
All these horrors will come and go,
I will continue to keep it on the low,
And learn to let my emotions flow.
Paris Apr 2019
Waking up to the sun shining through,
Light making its way into my room,
The sky is clear and bright blue,
I wonder if we’re going to bloom.

I get out of bed and fix my hair,
Trying to look presentable and smart,
Even though I’m not going anywhere,
I could try to steal your heart.

We speak everyday without a doubt,
My mind wonders if there’s other girls,
I try not to get jealous and shout,
Even if they wear expensive pearls.

I’ve discovered it’ll always be you,
Even if you don’t feel the same,
I know for a fact that this is true,
I’ll forever remember your name.

— The End —