its crazy how i feel
so alone so alone
and even at school
where students are
supposed to connected
and be together. i am
the person left on the
other side of the glass,
numb, yet somehow it
still manages to burn.
YOU ARE READING
destruction
PoetryShe set out to destroy herself, piece by piece she fall apart until the remains were too scattered and maybe she should've stopped from lighting herself on fire but why would she, when she had a lighter and the world around her was a tank filled wit...
