Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2017
Day in, day out...
I'm surrounded
But I'm all alone

Day in, day out...
I'm not blind
But the darkness is consuming me

Day in, day out...
I'm not deaf
But the melody's not playing

Day in, day out...
I used to dream,
Candy-coated dreams under a pink sky
But now I'm just a breathing nightmare

Day in, day out...
Why was the world's touch like a silk on my skin
But now its sharpness is cutting way too deep?

Day in, day out...
nah it's not depression but it's one of these nights when you feel like something's changed and that change is not particularly good.
Written by
Bitter Senses  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
  345
     Pagan Paul, valerie and Ryan Holden
Please log in to view and add comments on poems