TW!
I guess yeah,
Sometimes I cry and cry until I have a migraine
And yeah,
I've thought about ending it all.
And maybe sometimes
I skip a couple meals to look prettier
And fine,
Maybe the cuts on my arm aren't from my cat.
But I'm okay!
that's what I keep telling myself.
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The Words That Can't Be Spoken // Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I write! I will take suggestions on poems so comment down below if you want one about a topic you have picked :) The poems aren't in a specific order, or tell a story but there may be part 2 ext. to certain poems! ...
