Where Are You?
She won’t answer my calls,
Where could she be?
Maybe she’s busy,
I tell myself.
But I know it isn’t true.
She has been hurting for so long…
When she told me about her cutting,
I didn’t know what to do.
I told her I loved her.
I told her not to do anything rash.
She promised not to.
But now, I’m worried.
She won’t respond.
Where are you, my love?
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Last Goodbye
PoesiaThis is just a poem that i wrote at a low moment. It basically describes my life as of now.... I'll be adding to it every now and then. I don't want to post all of it at once. (be warned; these are going to be kind of intense. nothing graphic, just...
