Here i sit
When i want to cry
I feel like i disappoint
Hurt those around me
Those who matter most
I wonder why they stay
When all i do is cause pain
I feel like i should stop trying
Stop caring
Yet it's so hard when i only think of him
Think of what he might do
If I stopped responding
Stopped showing up
Stopped writing
YOU ARE READING
Love letters, Hurt poems
RandomCredit for my amazing cover to @SLKeys Ok so dont kill me. This book is kinda bipolar. I write when I am sad, feeling lose, lusting, in love, being happy, nervous, or basically any other feeling.
