I have convinced myself I ruin good men
I never seem to do the right thing
I always mess it up, too much, to sad, to much baggage
They'll pull away, slowly change and disappear
I love you, love you... no reply's
I overthink and overthink because
Nothing hurts more than that last goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
The shadows
PoetryMy completely raw, unfiltered, heart wrenching thoughts these poems are filled with rage, heartache, pain with a sprinkle of happiness Laugh with me, cry with me let the words enter your heart and make you feel all the unsaid words I hold deep insi...
