This isn't right
What we are
What is this is
We are meant to be happy
Meant to laugh until are bellies hurt
Not to scream until I want to pull every strand of hair out of my head one by one
Not to hit until we have to many brusis to count
Not to argue whos turn it is to pay the bills
I love you
I hate us
Its not healthy
It's not right
I just cant fight
Not anymore
I promise I tried
But I have to say goodbye
YOU ARE READING
Overflowing Again...
PoesíaMy mind overflows sometimes so to keep from exploding i write all the thoughts down. Trigger warning: suicide, self harm, alcohol, rape, etc.
