Poems from watchmycleats
She said he was the type to fuck em and leave em.So I turned and asked what my type was.She said I'm the type to get emotionally attached...
Every angle of thought that I provoke is brought down by negativity.Constantly hating every inch of my existence, wanting me to mold...
As I wake up I'm wishing for the day to be over.I lay back down, and wish to drown in my dreams. I begin to suffocate on my thoughts.I am...
I'm the fake red head with green eyes that hates conflict and sadness.
Though always seems to find herself in tears and washing away blood...
Everyday when I get home I lay in bedI lay in bed and watch gay poetry slamsI lay in bed and watch coming out videosThis topic of society...