Poems from HSH8er
I am afraid of Life and Death. Fearing Life, as in living itself. The strain of trying to grasp who I was, or the thought of disappointing...
I'm not only losing myself....
My friends, my family.
I don't need them, but do I want them?
I think of all the jokes, all the smiles, we'...
Mirrors are everywhere. Everywhere a different face looks out at me. Which one is mine? I have become so absorbed into trying to be the...