It starts small
First you just wanna lay in bed
You don't wanna see your friends or family
You don't want to go out and have fun
You don't feel like getting dressed
You begin not eating
You no longer wanna wake up
And soon...you don't wanna live
YOU ARE READING
Words Of A Broken Heart
Poesia{𝐍𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐱 𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥...𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐈'𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫}
