I banged on their doors,
Screamed in their faces.
But still they didn't notice
me begging for help.
But now I can hear
them banging on my door
and screaming in my face.
They ignored me
until they needed me
and now I leave them
screaming in my face
and fall asleep to
the sound of their
fists hitting my door.
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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...
