my hands,
they shake with sorrow.
my heart,
it bleeds with pain.
my soul,
forever lingers
wishing you could have stayed
-written by kxnglarreh
YOU ARE READING
State Of Mind
Poetrywhen things got hard you left because it was easier for you to walk out than to stand by me and fight you are just like the others guess you never loved me like you said you did
