you don't know sadness,
unless you've stained your pillow with tears.
you don't know sadness,
unless you've had to talk yourself out of the worst.
unless you've cut everyone
you love with your shattered glass.
unless you've cried until your eyes
are sealed shut and cannot open for another day.
you don't know sadness,
unless you've felt empty, scared and alone.
you don't know sadness,
unless you've realized you're not okay.
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Head in the Clouds {Poetry}
Poetrythis book holds everything in my mind, expressed through rhyming and art. this book holds everything I cannot say to my friends, family, and honestly anyone. #FreeMentalIllness #FreeYourBody #ProjectWomanUp #ProtectFemCharacters #StopSlutShaming #...
