You never left
You are always here
In my eyes
In my mind
In my body
Did you have to do that?
Were you so hurt that you had to?
I wish you could leave
I feel you everywhere
I hate this
I hate the nightmares
I hate the constant fear
I hate you.
YOU ARE READING
Angelic Whispers in Hell
PoesíaI hate when others share their thoughts to some stupid app. But I guess I'm breaking my own rules.
