Battered, beaten and broken
surprisingly it still keeps going
through thunderstorms and pain
happiness is what it cannot gain
Drooping because its always sad
a speck of happiness it never had
it still keeps on going strong
even though everything keeps going wrong
YOU ARE READING
LIFE, LOVE, SUICIDE by Dionne Miller
PoetryPoems and quotes about love, suicide, life... Written by me Note: I don't write with feelings and don't dare steal what's on here "Talent is a gift waiting to be opened"
