there's a point where everything just collapses
and the pain you've been feeling
for days at times
finally pulls you over the edge.
and the tears spill
and your hearts last string breaks
and your willing to die
whatever it takes.
when you let that feeling consume you
let it hurt you
let it kill you
and once and for all
let it destroy you.
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the ruin of my soul~ third collection of poetry
Poetrythe third edition. a different approach a new found story poems from my heart words from my soul.
