It was after everything.
After you left.
After you blamed everything on me.
After you told me how worthless I was,
Even if you didn’t say the word.
It was after everything
That I took the sharpness to my skin.
As soon as I felt that pain I felt a relief.
Too bad it wasn’t relief,
It was a
Relapse
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The Things I Never Said Out Loud
PoetryThe thoughts and words that no one besides myself have heard or said. I started this book at 19, a couple months after I went through the worst breakup of my life. I continues to write it during what had been the worst and best summer of my life, su...
