who am I?
how can I trust myself when I rely on others?
stuck in a pattern of forgetful intervals to when a spontaneous spark ignites the disgusting hatrid that i have for myself
why are you so afraid?
why are you sorry?
you should be sorry?
please tell me what I'm doing wrong.
ive never wanted anything so desperately.
thats all I've ever wanted.
an answer.
a single ounce of love.
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My Poems Of Unrest
Poetryif u came across this, hey! these are just some poems I made describing things that i couldn't really describe or say physically, out loud. *WARNING* there is triggering content in these poems (self-harm, depression, anxiety, identity crisis, etc) t...
