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...