its as if every time I see your face
and hear your voice
my chest squeezes
but not in the way it used to
not with happiness and ecstasy
but instead with sadness and desperation
YOU ARE READING
all blood, no tears
Poetrya collection of poems and some 3am thoughts from a broken soul *possible trigger warning* this story deals with sexual assault, abuse, depression, anxiety, suicide & addiction. if you are struggling, reach out. it's okay to not be able to do everyt...
