published on: 2017-12-06 04:15:51
And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could
I am destroying myself so other people can’t and it’s
You wear a mask for so long, you forget who were beneath
The monsters were never under my bed. Because all the monsters
She had a passionate longing for the garden, the darkness, the
I am a sad collection of ‘maybes’ and 'almosts’