Poems from LillianMills
Even when things don't go our way
I crave you more and more every day
Intoxicated by your smell
Addicted to your touch...
Maybe it's not...
pressure is physical
reality is suffocating
pain becomes reality
mentally im breaking
i sleep thirteen hours
just numbing my brain
pick out...
Too much
built up and boiled over,
Triggered by cold front
each first is worst
yearly,
I die.
Too much
built up and boiled over,...
nothing matters
watch as life goes on
shatter in shadow
until the rise of dawn
scream into the void
deaf to the broken
left destroyed...
It's truly a talent of mine
seeing the best in the worst people
drawing love from unloving people
convincing myself of
impossibility
It'...