They all paint the word 'suicide' onto their skin like the word was a form of beauty to be admired. They swallow the word and savoir the taste. But suicide isn't pretty. It isn't romantic.
It just did not make sense because the more I tried to forget you, the more everything reminded me of you.
Your eyes are blue but your soul is black..
YOU ARE READING
Not just me //
Poetrypoems/ quotes not all are written by me some are. my poems/ quotes that I have written will have a dot like this "•" but I hope you enjoy.
