Doesn't it seem like nobody wants to hear?
I scream aloud, but there's nobody near.
Saving the only part of the sanity I seem to have,
The only thing I can manage to feel, just a jab.
Racing against the clock,
Always two steps behind.
Carefully trying to calm the demons inside.
The only solstice I have lingers,
I fear one day it will slip through my fingers.
Only one thing I know for a fact,
Nobody can save me. It's just happens like that.
About the Creator
Anna Kerr
| hockey fan | occasional writer | skyrim |
The colors she painted with
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