What's the use of my heart,
If it's always hurting?
What's the use of my eyes,
When they burn with salty tears?
What's the use of my mouth,
If I'm always lying?
What's the use of my wrist,
If it's always numb?
What's the use of my legs,
If I can't run from my problems?
What's the use of my thoughts,
If they kill me inside?
What's the use of my blood in my veins,
When it's always leaking?
What's the use of living,
If my mind wants otherwise?
What's the use of love,
If it always hurts?
What's the use of dreams
If you can't reach them?
What's the use of hope,
If you can't have it ?
What the use of happiness,
If you can't feel it?
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Sad poems by a sad girl
PoetryThese are all poems and small short stories written by me. The quality gets better towards the end:) ( all images are not mine and I got them off google) ........................................................................ The deep sadness that...
