I wonder when the days will end
I want to know when it will get through your head
Every word that you have said
Made me a cold bed
Dark, empty eyes
And I'm running out of time
I don't want to mine
For my mind
I want to feel your hand
But I know I'm quite bland
I know I look like sand
On this hard land
All gritty and hard
My body scarred
Alone in the dark
With no guard
Wondering aimlessly
Hugging my body tightly
Thoughts wandering fiercely
Nails clawing in deeply
My tears don't stop
My hearts ready to pop
My soul has already dropped
My voice caught
The stinging feeling lingering
The pain never subsiding
My fingers loosening
My grip on the world falling
My eyes closed
My body cold
Tearing
Finally smiling
Hard breathing
Eternal resting
A/N: Well I didn't think it would actually happen, but thank you guys so much for 102 reads!!!!!!!!! It really means a lot to me that you guys read my stuff. I love you guys so much!!!!! And as promised if any of you are interested I will take a story or poem request from one of you and write something for you guys:) I love you!!!!!!! Thank you again!!!
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My stories and poems
RandomJust a collection of my stories and poems I've made over time. My writing focuses mostly on mental health and depressing aspects.