I seem happy, right?
You see no cuts on my wrists.
Only the smile on my lips.
You hear me laugh, you see me smile.
But did you take the time to look me in the eyes?
Did you see the emptiness, the darkness?
Did you check my hips?
Darling, if you only opened your eyes, you'd see that I was dying inside.
~z.a~
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Sad Poems
Poetrya variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really c...
