Poems from damagedwriter
His pain...
His pain I feel because I lied to him
I decieved him..
And he believed me.
Every single word I said
All the game I spit.
He cry...
I wonder why they say i'm beautiful...
What's beautiful about..
Someone who cries at night
What's beatiful about the constant depression
I...
Invisible to them all, Heartless and careless as the rest.
Depression, obession and rejection isn't the devastation.
Shady covers and...