Why...
Why am I the one to love so hard?
Why am I the one left with a hole in my heart?
Why is it ME that gets hurt no matter how hard I try not to?
I hate this feeling.
Why is it so easy for people to walk out of my life as if nothing mattered?
Why am I so alone...
Am I destined for this solitude?
They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger but why do I feel as if I'm slowly dying?
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For those with kind souls
PoetrySometimes our darkest and saddest memories are what lead to new destinies. It's okay to be vulnerable. This is quite a sad book so take what you need and read at your pace.
