This is where the beginning of the end starts; where dreams come to die and wither away.
This is where nothing is what it should be.
Where whispers are screams and screams are just silent murmurs in the wind.
A place where all the lies will dry your eyes and where lullabies make you want to die.
This is the place in my mind where I go and hide. The place where I will die.
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A Collection of Poetry By An Angsty Young Adult
PuisiThis is just a bunch of poems I wrote between the age of 17 and 20. Some do mention death, depression and murder. Please note that I do believe there are better options than cutting or suicide nor do I condone murder. My poems speak about topics met...
