My soul has long ago wasted away. Im dieing inside i feel it, every day my hearts mournful beats become sadder and lesser it wont be long till it just decides to give-up on tryin. My mind can barely keep me sane, my mind and heart dies more and more with each disappointed look, each reminder of everything ive ever done wrong. Im so tired of this, so so tired. I just wanna stop, just stop everything and never feel this pain.
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Panda poetry
PoetryAlot of these poems are from my heart. I wrote them in times when i was depressed. I know theres probly alot of you out there who can relate. Wantin to let yall know yall arent alone out there. Alot of these poems are results of betrayal, sadness, a...
