What's the point?
The point in screaming
when no one is listening.
No one is listening but yourself.
It's funny how you can
get so used to the tear stained cheeks
and the deep pain in your chest.
What's the point in screaming?
It's takes a second to say hello,
but it takes a million years to say good-bye,
maybe even forever.
So what's the point in screaming?
What's the point?
What's the point in screaming
when your so used to your heart being broken in two?
What's the point?
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Words From The Heart (Poetry)
PoesíaClose, personal, heart wrenching and truthful poems that come from inside me. Things I've dealt with, problems I've exceeded... and some I've failed, and some I still do. I advise you to realize my life isn't perfect, no one's is... my poetry isn't...
