i write poetry...many ppl dont know why they write.....but i do! Everything happens for a reason and my poems and cuts are the only way to deal with things. |
Never again will I look into his eyes. Im afraid...
sorrow, or the lies? Or will starring back just be...
As I sit here day after day, my heart breakes. My...
can not make. I can not make him love me, even...
As i sit here my heart slowly breaks. he does not...
when he looks at me, i wonder what he sees. does...
If he looks at me one more time, I will give him...
I will stab him in the chest and let the blood...
When they find out what I do, they treat me really...
discuss the friendship that we had. But they only...