I want to help you
Because I know you hurt too
But I'm blinded by pain
And there's no more shame
In admitting I'd be
Better off free
Of the hurt
And the want to be 6 ft under the dirt
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Wounded
Poetry//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
I want to help
I want to help you
Because I know you hurt too
But I'm blinded by pain
And there's no more shame
In admitting I'd be
Better off free
Of the hurt
And the want to be 6 ft under the dirt
