Let me go, don't turn around.
Run away, somewhere you can't be found.
Forget me now, until I am not even a star in the sky.
Don't let me ruin you, unless you want to die.
Don't look back, don't let me do this to you.
You can never love me, because destruction is what I do.
YOU ARE READING
It's a journal
Poetry''Instead of blades, I use pens, but it is still my blood covering the pages.'' Comment or like if I have helped or inspired you. Also if you are having trouble or you are feeling down, Feel free to talk to me. I might not be able to take the pain...
