Drops on the window
Mirror
The tears
On my face
The red finish line
Mirrors
The red lines
On my arms
Surely
The end
Shadows
Mirror
My darkness
And exclusion
Hiding in a corner
With only music
Around me
This life
Is a
Mirror
YOU ARE READING
Poetry. From the broken soul.
PoetryPoetry written over a time span of over ten years. This includes some of my darkest and lightest moments and the stories of others. Most deal with topics such as suicide, depression, family, eating disorders, religion, self harm, acceptance, recover...
