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Aug 2017
I think i lost my talent for explaining what im holding
*** i cant find the words though theyre right in front of me
Im blinded by the feelings that i let get ahold of me
And i dont know what to do when it comes to me and you

Ive been on my own and working on my health
Peace of mind is what im seeking but i still need help
*** im feel like im still in the same place as where i fell
And im wondering if its any different from my old hell

Everything feels like, i dont know
Everyone one i see still wants to go
Away from me and i dont blame them none
I can see now i havent even passed step one
Its a fake, such a scene that i have foreseen, a lie you would buy, so hard i tried, to sell your eyes, for the price of life
AK93
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AK93  24/M/United States
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