Poems from introspectivebeet
Depression is like quicksand
The more you struggle
The farther away it pulls you.
Depression is like drowning
It fills your lungs like...
How can emptiness
Be so damn heavy?
How can a poet
Run out of words?
How can a musician
Run out of lyrics and song?
How can I be
When...
I lie awake at night
Worrying about people
I wonder:
Is there anyone out there
Who has sleepless nights
Thinking about me?
I would sleep much better
If you were next to me
But for now
I’ll settle with being
Your 1 am thoughts.
2 am
And all I can think of
Is the way you look at her
When you lie to me
And tell me you love me.
Because when you flirt with me,
You...