My soul is filled with emptiness
And my heart is black...
Hannah knows her mom is ill,
Still she takes the pills from the window sill...
My eyes are bleeding
Tears of pain fall down...
With the knife I cut myself deep
Watched the blood flow out as I silently weep...
Hold on long
And keep pulling on strong...
*Unsure of where to locate this poem...*
I’m leaving sometime, this you know...
My insecurity is something
I have trouble trying to fight...
U think u know my secrets
About everything untold...
What if I don't want to talk to someone about the...
What if they're too private and mixed up to be...
I thought at first being with you is the great...
We don’t even argue or fight...
I tried my best..honestly..
but i got yelled at once again...
There’s two of me really
Both crowded inside...