I feel like
the only thing keeping me alive,
is the guilt
of what I'll leave behind.
I'm told
I give her purpose,
I'm her reason to awake
but all I want to do is end it,
to finally leave this wretched place.
She gave me life
and now, it seems,
I return the favour,
I must resign myself
to this life as the family saviour.
~broken angel
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The answers that aren't true
PoetryJust a few poems and such about my life how I'm feeling and what I'm going through. Unless stated with ~broken angel, the poems aren't mine I only found them online. *TRIGGER WARNING*
