The cries
The things I needed
The things I wanted to do to myself
I Can't be the only one
The only one who is hurt
And wants to be alone
My heart was the ice cream melting on a cone
With something so good and nice to have in the beginning then all gone ,washed away at the end
Not many people like this decision but it was mine
I knew what I had to do to make all the pain go away
To feel like I'm needed and ..wanted
YOU ARE READING
Poems by a hurt one
PoesíaThe thought you have that u don't want People to know ,all in here .the things only you know .it will get better and easier .trust me
