Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2020
Oh darling.
My mind.
My mind is killing me.

It is in fact the one and only place in this god forsaken world where I can be safe.
Where I don’t have to belong.
Where everything is possible.
Where I have a place to hide.

But,
It is killing me.
Mickey
Written by
Mickey  22/F
(22/F)   
606
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems