we fight...
that's normal...
we fight to much...
I self- destruct...
I can't stop...
I came for help...
I'm ruining it...
I can't stop...
its too depressing...
I want to stop...
don't worry I'm good...
no I did it again...
I'm a monster...
help me...
but there's no help for a monster...
why can't there be help...
why am I getting sleepy...
no I'm good...
it was just dizziness...
no I'm fine...
no now I'm gone...
because there was no help for this monster...
a/n
I made this poem on a not card and then added more. all my poems are depressing and I will try to make them better, like ones about loving life.
~*Kalie Zugg *~
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heartbreaks and almost all
PoesíaI just love the poems I write even if they suck balls