-Can't help the people in my heart,
Can't do anything to show the love,
Can't even stop their tearing apart.
-Loving someone you can't help,
Needing to always be next to him,
Drives both in a depth.
-Trying to be good enough when you can't,
Trying to stay be someone's side and having no worth,
Is a trial that makes you hate yourself in a level you won't hunt.
It hurts.
YOU ARE READING
Who Is Inside.
PoetryYou don't call them poems, neither little parts or nor quotes. Call them life beliefs or untold and undecided thoughts. Most: -Depression -Suicide -Selfharm -Pain and similar beings. Enjoy my dems.
