I run, I scream, I cry and yet
Sitting on the kitchen floor
I am filled with immense regret
Why is it even, that I am upset?
Tired, battered, confused
I run, I scream, I cry and yet
I must see that my needs are met
even when I lose it all
I am filled with immense regret
I wish that I could simply forget
how to love and feel and wish
I run, I scream, I cry and yet
I simply cannot leave you upset
my heart feels heavy as I ignore you
I am filled with immense regret
I miss you, I love you, please do not forget
I am hurting, too, away from you
I run, I scream, I cry and yet
I am filled with immense regret
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Hell is a Teenage Girl
PoetryA book of poems :) originally for my creative writing class, but why not share them? These poems tell stories of sadness, heartbreak, realisation, and beauty ♡
