I haven't seen you in three weeks
you haven't picked up my calls in days
you don't even answer my texts anymore
I tell myself you are just busy
and that I am just being stupid
but the thought still finds it's way into my brain
slipping through all the cracks
no matter how far I try to run from it
it always catches up with me
-she doesn't care about you anymore
YOU ARE READING
wilting roses
PoetryAnother collection of (bad) poems. *tw: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, drinking, suicidal ideation and self harm* -a collection of poems that document my experiences with my mental health throughout high school. a warning: i had a few undiagn...
