I want to die because of the broken soul I have. Because of the broken heart and the broken thoughts. I close my eyes when I cycle. I hold my breath when I'm in bath. But I'm still here. Broken af. In the hope that you come back. I want to die because you are the only thing on my mind but I ain't on yours. I want to die because I can't handle it anymore. You touched my Heart with a knife and you took what you wanted. You left. And never came back. I want to die because I love you.
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Some fucked up poetry
PoetryI try to express my feelings and my life in some shitty poetry. Sometimes it helps to clear my mind. I know it's not so good but I thought it would be a good idea to keep it all together. well yea.. enjoy a moment in my messy mind and broken hear...
