A year and a half later,
I found myself on the hallway floor,
Barely able to stand,
Barely able to breathe,
And my heart hurt,
My tears wouldn't stop,
And the world was ending.
It hurts, mum. It hurts.
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Thoughts, Never Words. (Poetry Collection)
PoeziePoems written by just some young adult going through some things.
It Hurts.
A year and a half later,
I found myself on the hallway floor,
Barely able to stand,
Barely able to breathe,
And my heart hurt,
My tears wouldn't stop,
And the world was ending.
It hurts, mum. It hurts.