April 29,2017
She sits in the backsteat,
With her head rested on the window.
She can feel when they jerk,
But she stays where she is.
She's not worried at all.
She wants to crash.
She wants to die or at least get injured.
She wanted to feel alive.
Her body was numb after
What he had done.
That girl who fell in love with pain...
She's writing this.
YOU ARE READING
The Poems
PoezjaJust random poems I've written over the years. Some are depressing but others are happy. so... Enjoy~!
