All you feel is pain, suffering, and brokenness.
It never ends, it powerful, persuasive, and possessive.
Listen to Halestorm I Miss the Misery on repeat.
Music is my comforter, lover, and best friend.
I'll be dead when it ends and disappears forever.
Drain all of my happy power and put me in a bad mood
Nikita Krutsky is the writer but she is a fighter
YOU ARE READING
Where do I start to say I'm sorry....
同人小说poems describing depression suicide and school life in my perspective and how shit it is
