She knows other people love each other, but her herself doesn't believe in love. How can anyone love her when she's so fucked up? Shes fine one day and the nexts she's thinking about giving up on everything. How can anyone love her when she can lie about everything she feels because she's good at pretending and hiding it all? How can anyone love her when she curls up and rocks in bed at night nails digging deep into her head as she tries to quiet the voices and thoughts? How can anyone love her with all her demons? She doesn't even love herself anymore, how could she expect anyone else too?
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Dark Poetry
Poetryjust some poems I wrote when I'm feeling low or in a dark place, my poems help me cope with my depression and other mental problems it also helps me from going all the way down in my dark times. these poems are dark, depressing and some have suici...
