Dozen roses, one grave
Shredded petals
Feels like a ton
No one saw it
No one felt it
Just like that.
One heart, one person
Nothing feels worse than..
The thought of losing yourself
Focusing on my every movement
All the writing, all the stars
Couldn't help my broken heart
YOU ARE READING
The Poors Of The Pity •Mental Health Poetry•
PoetryThis ones is filled with poems that I had created when I was going through a rough patch. Its shows you that it doesn't last forever though it might feel like it. I was going through a lot in multiple scenarios and I just wanted to show you if you w...
