im fine.
i was fine.
i swear..
i just...
i was doing great,
but then this bump in the road came along...
and now i'm sitting on the bathroom floor crying,
my wrists are bleeding,
and i'm trying to control my breathing.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Poetry
Poetryif i told you how much you mean to me, i'd never to a chance to finish.
