Dear miss outcast are you still crying rivers
are you still alone ,
are you tired of hearing '' its going to be okay''
then getting burnt by the fire.
''How does it feel to hurt day and night''
not truly knowing you might be okay
are the thorns still in you or are you already dead.
cause I know how it feels to wanna just disappear to fly out of sight
and out of mind.
YOU ARE READING
ROSES GROWING THROUGH CONCRETE
PoetryThis story I hope really connects with millions of people who are really in need who are going through some very serious times right now and I want the readers to know that they are not alone whatever the problems maybe and I know things will get b...
