I don't do cuts
Because what I really
Want to do on myself
Is to break my bones
Smash my head hard
To stop from overthinking
And crush my heart
For always hoping
That leads to nothing
I just need a perfect timing
Can you lend me some tool?
YOU ARE READING
words i still don't tell... ✓
Poetrycollection of unpspoken poems, written because I can't sleep ___ __ _ WORDS I CHOOSE NOT TO TELL: Part Two --- -- - BOOK COVER AND OTHER PICS USED INSIDE, ARE NOT MINE AND ARE EDITED. FULL CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER.
