Him
I cant get him out of my head
He said no when i said i wished
i was dead
every second i am with him is not
worth my while
every pain and every tear is covered with a smile.
This poem is about:
Me
Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741