All this traumas I cannot share.
Pent up in a room
Too small for my mind
Why do I ache when my heart is just kind?
Surrounded by people
But loneliness prevails
I don’t want to know what the future entails.
I don’t want to know
I am lonely,
I am alone.
I am lost
By Lauren Curr
I have a bunch of poems saved in my drafts but am too anxious to share them. I wrote this tonight merely from emotions. Trust me, I know it’s rubbish and not my best work for sure, but it pretty much explains my lack of posting as of recent. I do apologise for that I do, but I hope this poem makes you understand. Yes, it is relevant a to of the time, but recently… significantly so.
I do hope none of you can relate to this but predict, unfortunately, that maybe that is not the case.
Love always, Lauren xxx