51
Some days,
I can't help it,
I want to cry,
But I can't let you see,
Even though I'll admit it.
Yes, I'm better now,
But I can't stop it,
Sometimes,
My chest hollow,
My heart's still broken,
Alone on the inside.
I know eventually,
It will fade,
But right now,
My only wish,
In this moment,
Is to be held tight,
To curl up and hide,
In The Dark,
Until I realize I don't want to die.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro