The Tears
they run down my face
but not quicker than
the blood that runs down my arms
In a dark room with nobody around to here my screams for help and nobody to talk to so I just start to listen to the voices in my head but all they say is
DIE
YOU ARE READING
Cry outs
PoetryThis book will be all the cry outs I have wrote and the poems that I have wrote because people tell me every day they know the pain and how I feel and what I'm going through but they really don't know, so I wanted to put all my cry out and poems in...
