If you ask about me
You won't hear an answer
Because I am no one
I don't exist to a lot of people
I exist when I'm alone
With no one present
But to other people
I don't exist
I am oblivion itself
I hold no title
No name
No nothing
I am no one
And maybe that's why
The world ignores me
YOU ARE READING
Hellbound
PoetryThis book is to all of the broken souls out there. I feel your pain, I feel your sadness. Remember that you're much stronger, and you WILL get through it. I hope these words speak out to you and comfort you. I want you to know that you're not alone...
