Drowned in toxins i told you
You left so i didn't ask you
He said the words you were meant to
So him i chose
And him i hold
To see a new path that you will never know
YOU ARE READING
Silent as my screams
PoetryThings I could never say, thoughts I have on my depression and anxiety, and descriptions of fucked up life events. Over all a clusterfuck of fuck this that and the way i feel. Not angry, well not completely anyway, mostly just bitter self-loathing...
