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I can't

I can’t do this anymore, this feeling that I’m trapped here with no escape from my madness,

I’m drowning in my darkness, guarding secrets from my past life

I can’t do this anymore, lying everyday to my inner conscious, act like nothing effects me but when I look in the mirror at myself, I see a shattered, broken person who is mocking me on what I’ve become.

The north wind blows down and carries the darkness of the night, that fills my world of doubts and heartache.

My crooked smile say a lot about how lost I’ve become. Please come and my suffering.

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