tw: sh and suicidal thoughts
no one loves me, but so many people look at me.
and i crave to be looked at, to be loved, to be full.
someone to fill the holes within me left by
parents, ex lovers, abuse, drugs.
i just need something to distract me from
grabbing the blade, the bottle, the pill.
something to make me feel okay.
- the life of an empty teenage girl.
YOU ARE READING
poetry to make you bleed
Poetryif you've seen these in tiktok, don't worry, i didn't steal these!! my tiktoks are @writemeaway @herewefellinluv and i post these on there and vice versa:))) poems that i've written over the past couple of months, they are everywhere: favorable, so...
