"Ask me if I'm alright,
I will answer in the negative.
I will show you my scars,
that are etched on my body like tattoo's.
I promise to not annoy you with my sob story,
but can you promise to at least give me a hug and tell me that tomorrow was another day to feel good?
I believe that you can heal my wounds,
that you can make the flowers bloom.
but I'm afraid to say 'I love you'
lest you leave me in a void,
where I'm unable to come back to reality,
where I'm unable to smile or scar myself again."
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Forsaking My End
PoesíaWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
