Crazy thing is
When you go to a grave yard and talk to yourself
No one thinks your crazy
When your alone in your room praying
No one looks or stares
But when your talking to the grave of a person you use to know in your memory , who is now a monster that resides in his body.
You get stared at
He's still alive
He's just not the same
YOU ARE READING
Walking away from you
PoetryA collection of poems. Adding as I go along so probably never completed. *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains mature materials and trigger subjects such as rape and abuse. Read with caution please :)
