I cut my wrist,
to feel alive.
I skip meals,
to feel pretty.
I drink whiskey,
to feel flushed.
I stay awake all night,
to feel the dark.
But now... I can't tell if I'm even feeling at all.
~Alex~
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Poems and Shit
PoetryHi guys, it's Cara!This is an introduction for me and Nicoles new work. These are ALL going to be original poems and shit, hens the title "Poems and Shit", by me, Alex, Kendrick and Nicole! This is our shared account. Follow us on this one and our p...
