I have run out of tears
But disappointingly enough, I have not run out of sadness,
I've not run out of depressing thoughts that cloud my mind
Now I just lay there at night, staring straight up at the ceiling and wondering
Wondering why this has happened to me,
How this has happened to me
And when it will stop
When will I be happy
When will my tears return and my emptiness take its leave?
When will I stop having these terrible thoughts about ending it all?
I have run out of tears
I have run out of tears
- r.b.
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The Poems Of A Young Suicidal Girl
PoetryHey guys it's Raven, please vote/comment if you enjoy these poems? I wanna know if I'm trash at this or not. Thanks lovelies, stay strong af
