Poem
october two twenty eighteen
It always hurts when it comes
It rips it shreds it makes me numb
It makes me wonder if anything is worth it at all
Does anybody really care if I fall
I could fall out of a tree or just scrape my knee
And I doubt anyone would open their eyes to see
But that's not right because I know they care
Why can't I SEE IT
THEY SAY ITS RIGHT THERE!
This just makes me feel crazier
My mind a little bit hazier
But no matter how much I know
It doesn't take me back to the way that things were.
xo_kae
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RandomA book filled with short rants, stories, poems, thoughts ... whatever I've also decided to include some alternative scenes for the stories I've already written. Some of these scenes may be from a completely different time and can even be completely...
