MY DOCTOR ASKED ME WHY I WAS SAD, I LOOKED AT HER AND SHRUGGED WITHOUT SAYING A WORD.
BUT, AS SOON AS I WALKED OUT THE DOOR I WANTED TO RUN BACK AND SCREAM A MILLION REASONS WHY I WAS SAD AND A THOUSAND REASONS WHY I SHOULD BE.
S.R
YOU ARE READING
destruction // s.r poem
Poesia๐·°(৹˃̵﹏˂̵৹)°·๐ all poems are made by me, please do not take these poems without permission. these poems express how I feel and if you get triggered easily it's not advised to read these. I do have an Instagram account where I post my poems too! my...
