The cold wind blows away my dreams, the rain washes away my happiness. and I lay in misery, pieces of my broken heart scattered around my shivering body as I let out a weak sigh.
Never had a family,
Never had a home,
Never been in a country I could call my own. I've been thrown left and right,
Though I put up one big fight,
It's time to say goodnight.
A poem I wrote on the fog covering a shop's window, The glass was cold underneath my fingertips.
Cold. Everything is Cold.
Stay in the shadows, I tell myself
It'll be okay.
This will be over soon.
I've lived in the dark my whole life, staying away from people's eyes.
I don't know how to live,
Or how to love,
The only word I know is 'survive'.
{dedicated to kpopkink for being so nice}
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Emotional Torture.
PoesíaCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
