Tomorrow?

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By Pocket516

Rapid breathing Mental bleeding Stare at the ceiling No hope for healing Fuck this place Fuck these people Leaders can rape me Take my faith and freedom But you cannot have me My heart is peaceful Lie here longer Two hours, three hours Mindset stronger Stress me out Beat me down Caught up in frustration No final destination Cannot rest, but always worry Wish my pulse would fade Wish my vision turned blurry Leave me here, quiet and alone I need some rest Either tonight or forever Then I can wonder If tomorrow might have been better

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