"You're useless. You're practically worthless."
Thank you. I've always felt like I am.
I can't even make this sound "more" beautiful with poetry, so here it is. A raw wound. Or more like, a cut that never had time to scab over before being cut again. And again.
—2:50, July 30, 2020
A/N: I'm sorry this isn't a poem...just something I wanted to throw in I guess...I might write it into a poem, but rn it feels too much to do, so maybe later...
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choking on flowers // sad poems
Poetry"quiet words, loud thoughts. hurt body, big heart." //WARNING: DEPRESSING THEMES// This is an original poetry collection addressing depression, sadness, love, loss, nostalgia and echoing the transience and lonesomeness of existence. Poems, short sto...
