Talking on the phone
Crying for his pain
Telling him he'll be okay
One day he might answer
The call you always make
So thats when you start to realise
The scars that caused him pain
You started to do
What he use to do
And slowly forgot
Of the agony and pain
You were numb
And nothing could be felt
And then on the same day
He had left
You stood in your closet
And left all the same
More and more
Stories to tell
About a boy
And a girl
Who loved each other so much
Both left the world
Together
YOU ARE READING
Story Telling By Scars
PoetryJust some poems about my life. If anyone is going through Depression, Anxiety, Anorexia, Bulimia, Extreme Stress, or anything else please contact me anyway you can. Im here to help because i love all of you. Please be safe and don't purge tonight, d...
