you have no idea
how much i try
not to hate myself.
you have no idea
how much i curse
my reflection when i cry.
you have no idea
how i try hard to look
at the brightest side
where the light
can burn my eyes
and stop seeing things
i'm not even supposed to.
you just have no idea.
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White Heat's Grave (Poetry Collection)
PoetryThis book contains an assemblage of brief free-verse poems that express my views and experiences. It encompasses eighteen years of my life and a particular manifestation of melancholy. All poems created and shared were original. Any unauthorized use...
