5-22-16
Maybe I just wanna stop feeling like a failure.
My feet hit that pavement,
Cheap converse against rain, and I'm making some kind of noise but I don't care,
I'll make all the fucking noise I can, I don't give a shit anymore.
I'm running,
Physically trying to get away,
Pretending it'll offer escape.
I just want to tell myself I'm enough for you.
I just want to stop feeling like I've failed and fucked up.

The people here, they know.
The streets are talking,
The air is getting a taste of me while it can.
Everyone here is aware that I've gotta leave.
I can only rep these streets with my writing,
Because oh god theyve given me so much,
Watched me grow up.
God damn it i cant leave fuck

There's a void in my chest,
I'd give anything to have you here, breathing next to me.
My fingers ache for you,
I need you.

The thoughts begin, the darkness creeps in, edges over every inch of me.
These scars don't quite leave. I just need some fucking sleep.
Knock me out, i need a way out.
- (m.m)

The random not necessarily connected poems from yesterday but I dated it for today idek just roll with it lol I'll write something better tonight