just some personal stuff that doesn't fit together.
seeing her hugging the girl she replaced me with hurts.
i
suddenly have
your smell
in my nose"i don't care about you?"
she didn't tell me she's not okay.
"builds walls and shoots."
ignored my hurting selfmy thoughts are too loud.
i feel a lot.the hardest thing i had to experience was realizing i meant absolutely nothing to people who i would've died for.
i am feeling empty. just like this page was before i wrote on it.
being yourself is art.
wish you could've met me when i was still fun to be around.
they are still so fucking present.
i hate myself for that.
i hate them.
but i still miss them.i just want to find out what is wrong with me.
when i close my eyes i see what i am.
nothing.tears of heaven stream down the window.
tears of heaven mix with mine.breaking into pieces.
crying at night.
everybody notices.
nobody refuses to act.
YOU ARE READING
my poems
Poetryjust a random collection of my depressing poems please don't steal them i worked really hard.