Hannah Elizabeth. Texas to Louisiana to Illinois. A bit of an inactive account, but trying to upload poems more frequently. |
I lie down on the forest floor
And look up at the trees...
I am going to sit here and
Cry into an empty bottle of...
There were galaxies in her eyes because
When she hung herself from the old tree...
The human race is fragile...
Go to work.
Go home...
Dear Idiot...
Happy families are something that
only happen in dreams or movies...
The human race is fragile...
It’s 4:00am and I am trying to
Write something beautiful...
She's only happy when she's putting others down. |
I lost it for a second, but that's all it took for me to loose it completely. |
I knew life wasn't easy, but I didn't know it was this hard. |