Day5.
5,
It's only five ,
I already felt like the end of my live ,
Clueless on how to survive ,
Your words hurt deeper than the knive,
plus you won't get out of your hive ,
As sneaky as a snake that was alive.
YOU ARE READING
One Hundred Days Without You (Diary)
PoesiaThe pain will subside , but the scar will remain.
