All Coming Back Poem by jess jayne

I can feel the need,
It's all come back to me,
Keeping everything in,
No way to talk it out.

So here we go,
I'll let it all bleed out,
Flow like a waterfall.

Joggers and long tops,
The staple of my wardrobe,
No more shorts,
No more short sleeves.

They would show the scars,
And how I feel inside,
Like I want to burst,
Just fall down.

Down as far as I could go,
I'm loosing hope, slowly,
Maybe my life was just,
Never ment to be.