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Jul 2019
It's not going so well right now
They say fake it till you make it
So I do that
I fake it every day
I smile, I tell people what they want to hear
'yes I'm okay, it's going to be allright, I feel fine'
But I'm burning inside
This raging fire ate away at my innards
It only left some fog to fill my brain
I'm not okay and it's not gonna be okay.
I don't know how to end this without ending myself
But there are things to fight for
They keep me alive
My arms are getting tired and I'm covered in bruises
I don't know how much longer I can take the punches
They are slowly killing me
Floor
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Floor  17/F
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