My heart.
It hurts so much.
But only when I hear their words.
It pains me.
Why?
I don't like it.
Words do hurt me.
They all know it hurts me.
Why do they do it?
Why do they continue to hurt me?
Why do they slowly kill me?
It just hurts so bad.
YOU ARE READING
Short stories and poems
ПоэзияJust some short stories with a side of poems i decided to make. The poems will come first and then the stories will be near the end more. I may add in some poems at the end also. Please don't copy.
