"Does it make you feel better
when I bleed in the floor?
I mean you already have everything else.
Why not?
I'm nothing
but a tool for you to use and abuse.I'm going to live one day.
You won't have a punching bag for long.
I'm sick and
tired of all the bruises on me.Nobody believes me.
Cause I bruise more easily on the inside.
My mind is done with everything.No,
I don't need you anymore.
I'm not sorry
if you find this letter and not me.
I won't let my heart be tainted by you."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...