im
withering
away
due to all this
pain.
fighting my
thoughts
that
are
silently
going
insane.
listen to the pain in my voice.
to the pain of everything.
when I say
it makes me so fed up.
to feel this way.
YOU ARE READING
demons cry at night
Puisia series of poems since don't you find ugly things pretty? 04/11/20 - 03/01/21
