i broke my promise.
i am no longer clean.
my blood is seeping from every seam.
im sorry i let it happen again.
i know you dont like it when im sad.
but i feel like it was the only option i had.
i cant even tell you, you dont even know.
to you, i wont ever let my scars show.
im sorry.
YOU ARE READING
stay tuned.
Poetryim depressed and need a place to vent my thoughts. enjoy the journey in my mind. i hope you stay tuned for what's inside.
