Sorrows

none

Cracking my skull

I am two

They wont stop

Twisting and swirling

I die and wake each day

PLEASE I DONT WANT TO STAY.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

This poem left a strong impression in me with its sense of despair. A feeling of being divided within one's mind perhaps by mental illness or depression. This felt relatable to me.

[Sarissari]

Yeah pretty spot on. Living like this during 2020 is rough, but hopefully things turn out ok.
thanks for the review.