So little yet so many people understand those daily eight o'clock notifications
I can't really escape from it, though even if I try
No matter how long I've been clean
It's still there in the back of my mind
Like a temptation, to pick it up or not
Whether i do well, that varies
Sometime I do other times I decide fuck you thoughts I don't wish to be seen by my scars and only my scars
I want to be seen as more
I don't want to be known as zebra girl or chopping board
But then again I think maybe that's the only option for people like me
I don't want to be known as my addiction
But I guess i am
YOU ARE READING
𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝐸𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠❤︎
PoetryThese are my poems I've been writing them for a while now and most of them are sad I must admit but they're a a handful of nice and love poems in there. These poems are I guess exactly what the title says expressed emotions and written thoughts. A...
