Why am i so broken yet so young
How are My cuts are deeper than my soul?
While im done with the world , im biting my tongue
The blood sprouts , and it creates holes
My tears could collect one sea , maybe two , or three
My wounds cover my whole body
While no blood drips , or no cut burns
How could i know Its not all imaginary?
My mind throbs, as my tears fade
He will never know , how i cried in his page
My eyes narrow as i stare at the screen
I continue that for hours, till my heart screams
When i finally sleep , i realize my tiredness
The words of demons posses my mindset
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Unsaid Poems..💗
Thơ Caits just a compilation of poetry and shit i write . they are not good but they are real tho👀❤️
