White Everything sucks...
The walls of this house, once a shelter, now a cage,
Echoing voices I can't escape, yet never engage.
The people I live with, once familiar and kind,
Now strangers, lost in the corners of my mind.
And then there's me, changing in ways I can't see,
Becoming someone I never thought I'd be.
Caught in a mirror, I barely recognize,
As the person I was slowly dies.
But I don't know what sucks the most,
Is it this house, these walls that boastOf
memories once bright, now worn and thin,
Or the people who were family, but no longer kin?
Or is it me, drifting in a stormy sea,
Unanchored, lost in who I'm supposed to be?
Everything sucks,
And it hurts...
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