written on august 10, 2020 around 5:50pm; laptop note. originally being freestyled to then be crafted into a song.
don't hit my liiinee,
you're out of time
i mean nothing to you,
don't waste my time,
all those wasted convos and
beautiful lies,
i'm not available anymore,
there ain't no openin' this door,
you'll have to turn the pages of my book from afar,
they're no longer presented to you,
i'll wear my heart on my sleeve,
show you i had a lot of care for you,
my mind's yearning for answers,
my heart aches from the well knowns,
i'm breaking, but i'm coming together too-
sometimes you've gotta try more than once for
the puzzle to fit like glue
i'm exhausted,
i can't sleep,
i barely even wanna eat,
i'm lonely,
not feeling homely,
it's like there's not many people here for me,
i've been missing people,
but i know they ain't been missing me
time to move on,
gotta be strong,
but it's okay to show when i feel weak
YOU ARE READING
Mind {Prose Vol. 2}✔
Poetry❝In my mind, there is pain. I am exhausted. I feel defeat from my hair tips to my feet- my body feels the stress weighing down on my shoulders. I try and try every day, but nothing seems to go my way. In my mind, there is pain, yet I try because one...
