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May 2018
I don't like: laying in bed;
sad and alone,
not able to rest.

I don't like: looking above;
seeing just darkness,
and nothing more.

I don't like: feeling so useless;
laying in bed
without any purpose.

I don't like: not being able-
to stand up at will
or open the window.

I don't like: feeling so empty;
sad and alone,
without my own mercy.

I'm my own little demon.
I'm my own little prison.
I'm my own little whisper.
I'm my own little killer.
It's that sudden feeling of unmotivation, loneliness, and endless sorrow. That feeling that leaves you laying down without any power, because all you can do is just lay down and wait for time to pass as you hope you'll feel better tomorrow...
Jay Dayz
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Jay Dayz  18/Non-binary/La Isla del Encanto
(18/Non-binary/La Isla del Encanto)   
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