Life
I'm realizing life is more than a dream.Its real,Amazing.Its different and change.It sucks sometimes but it gets better.Sometimes you want to die.You pick up that blade or even that knife.You slice yourself open but what dosethis do?It makes you feel better but hurts people too.Your friends are hurt when they see these scars.Just talk to them let it out.Don't make more scars.Life
0 Comments
Tags: Other
- SweetBlood
- Wasn't it beautiful running wild 'till you fell asleep? 'Till the monsters caught up to you
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.