It's always a fight.
She could never make them happy.
She was always be the disappointment child.
The one who gets in a fight,
gets in the shower to relax and then ends up turning the water all the way hot,
burning her skin and watching it get red.
But yet it doesn't even hurt.
The emotional and mental pain doesn't even let the physical pain show anymore.
The anger that is felt that just eats her up until She had nothing.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Drowning Under Humanity
PoesíaMy cover may not be pretty, And my insides may be dark, But the poetry that I have within my pages... They tell a story that no one can maintain. It's okay to not be okay, Happiness can be a mask. Sadness can be the water, In a sea that has a st...
