My head is full of tears
My head is full of tears
But none of them ever hits the ground
My heart is pierced by a thousand spears
Help is nowhere to be found
People died,
I survived
But I do not know for how long
"Are you okay?"
A question frequently asked
"It'll be alright someday"
But a childhood has passed
I hate my life
Everything is a big blur,
But I'll stay alive for her
This poem is about:
Me