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Jul 2020
I've been looking in the mirror
staring into my reflection
why is their no connection?
I feel no soul inside
maybe its on the other side?
every day feels exactly the same.
cant go back the way I came
I don't know what's real anymore
I cant find the the god ****** door.
I've completely lost myself
was I just someone else?
I guess don't mind
whatever was left too lose,
I've left behind
this should be obvious
but I've lost my mind.
im nosediving right now, pretty sure im near the end.

its called 1992 because thats the year before i was born. and for some reason i yearn for it.
Written by
salvatore  25/M/england
(25/M/england)   
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