Empty
Hatred fills my heavy heart sometimes I fall apart
All the pressure every day
Builds up and starts to eat away
It eats at my soul it eats at my mind it feeds on my weakness but I say I'm fine
And through all of this they still wonder why
Why do I seem so empty inside?
-kaitlin cooper-
YOU ARE READING
My life a book of poetry
PoetryDark poems that reach the darkest part of your souls. They show the darkness that hides behind even the brightest people
