What does love mean to you?
To me, it means everything.
When you've been through what I have,
Your views will start to morph into mine.
Your idea of love comes from your parents.
Do you know what it's like to hide from the monster
Who doesn't live in your closet, but in a bottle in the fridge?
Have you been abused, verbally and emotionally
By the one you call babe?
Have you been raped by the brother of your best friend?
Have you met your soul mate and have them leave you?
I have.
Love means everything to me.
Without love, why keep living?
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Poems To Vent
RandomThese are a collection of poems/short stories, that I wrote to deal with my depression, anxiety, OCD, or suicidal thoughts. Hope you enjoy them or they might help you.
