Poems from gabbyrusso
I am tired of this shell of a human I have become.
It is when the feeling arises in my chest and my eyes feel heavy, that I want to run.
...
It is a feeling disguised as the pang of emptiness in your stomach
It is suffocation, and an elephant sitting on your chest.
It is numbing...
You are the aching breaths
The struggling steps i’ve taken to the healing powers in tomorrow
Tears marked with death
You no longer have...
Who are you curiously reading this poem of mine, a hundred years from now?
Will you be able to evaporate into a whole other universe...
All
Bad things
Cease eventually, but
Did they ever say
Everything would feel as if
Falling were the ultimate answer, and
Good things...