Hope Is An Enemy You Can't BeatA Poem by skiayly short poem
Sometimes I forget what the real world is truely like, when I’m trying to fill the empty spot in my chest. And once I come back to reality my chest just feels heavier than before.
I’m pretty sure I’m just slowly crushing myself with pain, but I can’t stop myself
© 2015 skiayly |
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