domingo, 11 de fevereiro de 2018

No longer be



Mamma, I wanna die.
I don’t feel like I belong here,
I never did.
I feel like my words are poison
And my existence, rotten.
I've been walking through life ignored
And It doesn’t matter how many time I say it...
No one cares, because no one knows what to do.
It’s too heavy to deal with me
And it’s hard to be something else
I am sadness and abandonment.
So, mamma, what’s the point?
I’m tired of feeling this way
And I feel like my emotions are gone.
I live in this empty shell
Waiting and waiting for the day I just am not
Because I’m too coward to do something about it.
Maybe soon enough I’ll just lie here and no longer be...

Priscila de Athaides - 11/02/2018

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