my everything.
he was my key to helping me pour out my feelings.
the reason i had hope.
the reason i had hope in myself.
and the fucking world took him away from me.
i am more than hurt.
i want to give up, but i know he wouldnt want me to.
i never got the chance to get a notice, but i loved him and i still do.
he was a precious, precious soul.
i dont know how to deal with this right now.
i knew, this day would come
i just never prepared myself for it.
"my heart can't take this damage."
this is a shitty world & i do not want to be part of it, at all.
X, was a positive soul.
the world has lost a beautiful soul.
rest in peace, X.
away from this cruel world, you've gone.
thank you for spreading love & happiness wherever you went.
i hope to see you, soon.
you will live on,
forever in my heart.
i love you.
YOU ARE READING
feelings.
Poetrya very raw description of my feelings. do not expect correct grammar because this is just what I write without editing. a mix of poems and writing on random topics. Raw. Real.
