It all hurts so much
I don't know how much I can take
I lift the knife to my neck
How can I be so alone and weak
But it matters not, for now I can leave,though I doubt that they'll notice I'm Gone.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of my torn Soul
PoetryI saw you for the first time,and fell head over heels for you For what seemed like forever we got to know each other Only for me to find out the truth, I've been used for the hell of it I kneel to the floor of my room, take out my knife and begin to...
