I'm afraid to be happy. I'm afraid to fall, not knowing if I can pick up the broken pieces of my shatterable heart. Not knowing if I can ever let myself be happy ever again for the fear of someone or something burning holes, pulling out all the stitches, ripping off the bandaids, creating new wounds, leaving new scars on my already bleeding heart.
-KJE
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A Book Of My Deepest Thoughts And Secrets.
PoetryThis a book of my poems. They are mostly depressing. Read at your own risk. And please dont steal please. I hope you guys enjoy.
