As red stained the shards of glass,
my heartbeat slowly faded.
My hands and heart bled as one,
and for my death I waited.
Never did they ever come,
to save me from the pain.
Alone to wallow in despair,
I drove myself insane.
Dear No One
By SimplyAllOver
I wrote this series of poems in some of the darkest states I've ever been in. I hope my suffering comes throu... More