Do you ever just lay there, in bed, staring at the ceiling with a high pitch sound, ringing in your ears.
The darkness around you, consuming your Lifeless body. As no expression rises from your face.
Because you have utterly just given up on life, happiness and hope.
They say when life gives you lemons make lemonade, but you get sick of lemonade after awhile.
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Life Hurts .1 (Growing up Series)
PoetryRandom thoughts, words, feelings that are all not worth reading. Not worth anyone's time.. * All of these cover photos are mine Some images are not mine Growing Up Book Series's .1
