You asked me if I wanted to say anything before I ended the call. I told you I’m fine and I cut it. I wanted to say a lot of things.
Sometimes, I wish the world was a place where I could trust a stranger.
Sometimes I feel like my heart is anchored to my insecurities.
Sometimes I feel like I’m a burden to those who love me.
Sometimes I want to shut the noise and drown in silence.
Sometimes my cheeks are red because I cry myself to sleep.
Sometimes I just want to end the circles. I can’t keep on running.
Sometimes I want to tell you everything.
But you might not want to listen.
If you give me your hand, I will pull you down with me.
Darkness consumes me for I let my soul rot in the sun.
I’m not anything but a taped mouth.
I hurt in silence.
I feel breathless when you make promises.
I know you will leave me.
I’d rather say silent.
The things I will never say.
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