Poems from brusse19
I feel like I’m going crazy, spinning in place
God, I only wish more than silence filled this space
Oceans between us, I feel like I’m...
Success is plaguing, an illness that creeps in the night
It takes over and cripples your body the more you fight
Third or second place will...
I drift into a haze, obsessed with my future days
It's delicate & translucent, all I see is glass
Imagine my confusion, for these stay...
It all seems like a nightmare
My eyes can’t even meet your stare
They burn and sting with the power of a thousand bees
Lord knows I’ve...