It's a small town.
Now people are going to know
Everything.
About the fresh scars,
My parents being gone,
About my anxiety, my depression, every damn thing that I tried
To keep hidden.
All because of a stupid party.
All because I couldn't handle being near you.
Not after everything you did.
I collapsed in on myself.
I tried to kill myself,
Right there in Jane's kitchen
All because of how you made me feel.
I'm crying as I write this,
Sobbing.
Why can't you just leave me alone?
–Grey
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Tales of a Drowning Soul
PoetryThese are poems that will be happy, sad, odd, and many other things. They might be long or they might be short. And most likely they will be free verse. Also, most of them are about feelings, thoughts, things I'm going through, etc. (Some mature...
