Release
If I could fill the sea with my tears, I would. If I could fill the world with my anger I would. But as I stare on my ceiling, thinking of everything that was wrong in my life, I felt numb. And as numbness wear on, tears form in my eyea and slowly rolled down my cheeks. Why am I not loved? Why is everyone mad at me? Why does everything I do offend people? Why do I even exist? I felt a shadow of…
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