Trying to scream but, my voice barley makes it above a hushed whisper.
YOU ARE READING
Hurt Beyond Repair.
PoesíaHurt and frightened and no where to turn except for my journal. Curse words being streamed at me and you would have thought I had a father for a sailor. ~E.M.C Many poems focusing on the subject of Mental Illness, that many suffer with and the su...
Even the simple things are hard.
Trying to scream but, my voice barley makes it above a hushed whisper.
