Maybe I need someone as broken as me to stay beside me.
Maybe I need to find a crushed soul that might give me comfort.
Maybe I only need Darkness to rule over...
Isolation could be my friend.
Pain could accompany me for the rest of my life.
But I do need a friend.
Especially now... When every door seems to shut in my face and slam hard until I can't see from the broken pieces flying my way.
I do need a healed soul to heal mine too, to gift me home... Shelter and peace... Love... and most importantly, Friendship.
Because Right Now?
My only Friend is Pain.
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Black Ink, White mind (#1)
Poetry"Unable to decide from where to start, I hold my pen and write to heal the scars forming and shaping the flaws and imperfections that make me who I am." Warning: This work will put you down to your own thoughts and memories ⚠ ----------- Prev. #282...
