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cold winds
I don’t feel right
I feel incomplete
I feel like a stoner without a bong
It must be true love, cause no one else can break my heart like you
I’m tired of being a fighter, the walls are crumbling down around me
The walls that keep me safe from the bad thoughts
My hairs a mess
My mind is scrambled
My sanity…. Gone
Can’t leave my bed
Insides are numb
Don’t know if I’m awake or asleep
Is this just a dream?
My head is ringing
My heart pounding
Another overdose? Fuck it why not
Somehow I’m still breathing
I ask myself why I’m doing this
The only thing that comes to mind is him
It’s his fault I’m like this!
Somehow deep down there is a decent girl in me
She just can’t be found
I feel incomplete
I feel like a stoner without a bong
It must be true love, cause no one else can break my heart like you
I’m tired of being a fighter, the walls are crumbling down around me
The walls that keep me safe from the bad thoughts
My hairs a mess
My mind is scrambled
My sanity…. Gone
Can’t leave my bed
Insides are numb
Don’t know if I’m awake or asleep
Is this just a dream?
My head is ringing
My heart pounding
Another overdose? Fuck it why not
Somehow I’m still breathing
I ask myself why I’m doing this
The only thing that comes to mind is him
It’s his fault I’m like this!
Somehow deep down there is a decent girl in me
She just can’t be found
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