Sometimes my voice dies in my throat, buries itself beneath waves of crippling suffocation, burns itself out as cold hands tear at my laced skin. I have smiled while my eyes have cried and pleaded, my wrists numb, my lips wobbling and blue, and stars escaping this dark night that I'm trapped in. I long for a darkness...
Short self-written poems as a reminder for everyone in need that no matter how broken you are, you are still strong, loved, worthy and definitely not weak.
These are quoted that relate to relationships, break ups, heartbreaks, and more (Update: a lot of people made comments thinking I am the one feeling this way which isn't always wrong but I do promise I'm not a depressed person I'm perfectly happy and got the idea for this book while going through a break up a long t...
