Maybe I need a break.
From my enemies.
From the evils.
Or...
Maybe I need a break.
From my friends.
They are the ones who cause the most pain.
The reason for this is...
I feel bad.
Because I know I cause them pain.
They have to stick around.
And I know they don't want to.
It's all my fault.
Maybe I need a break.
Or maybe they need a break.
A permanent one.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poetry
PuisiThis is all original poetry by me. I hope you enjoy reading basically my whole life.
