I'm your average teenager who's in love with all things poetry, and wants to share them with others. |
As I slide my fingers across my sharp hip bones...
I realize people can be so cruel...
I'm scared to love again
That's where it all began...
The middle of night
I get woke up by a scary sight...
Red wet lines of blood across her arms
Her other hand begins to shake while holding the...
As I slide my fingers across my sharp hip bones...
I realize people can be so cruel...