So im delusional, in your words.
I didn't know how much you hated me.
To say such a thing.
Now I'm losing sleep.
Counting the sheep.
Rereading and erasing the memories.
Of you tucking me in.
You were my home you son of a bitch
This is all your fucking fault
YOU ARE READING
My poems
RandomI will write my deepest, saddest thoughts here. Warning, you may cry, or scream, or tell someone you love them more then ever. But please don't be angry with me.
