It was you this time.
You lied.
It was you who fucked up this time.
I pretend I don't care.
I act so kind.
You continue.
Too scared to cry.
The trust lost in you.
We are done.
It was you who fucked up this time.
YOU ARE READING
Big Words
PoetryTW: S//cide, se/f ha*m, ab*se, go//re* (not a ton of gore, just blood) Honestly this is just a book of poems that i write. Nothing too special. Some of them aren't even about my life i just think they sound good but most of them are true events.
