i don't have to tell you why i have scars littering my left arm
you could probably figure it out on your own
nor do i have to tell you why im wearing a sweatshirt in the summer
it's none of your business
i don't have to tell you the pain ive been through
or why i used to cut myself for years
it's something im healing from
once again it's none of your business and i don't have to tell you
CZYTASZ
things ill never say (poetry)
Poezjapoems written about my trauma, past abuse, heartache, suicidal tendencies, and other things of that nature along with some lighter poems. most will be triggering. please read with caution.
