Tear stained cheeks and pillows
Bloody knives
Pills that are gone
Why didnt I leave?
Why do you hurt me so much?
The smoke in my lungs cant help with the hurt anymore
I dont know what the fuck to do
YOU ARE READING
✨thoughts✨
De TodoThe poems I write.. Some rants too. (if you are easily triggered, I strongly advise you not to read this)
