Poems from Weirdo
The voices in my head are like a broken family
Torn and distraught, quiet and kept to themselves
Never sharing because sharing is the fuel...
I hate it when I cry
When my tears fall silently like quiet rain
and it leaves a small water stain
on what used to be perfect paper
I hate...
I had the thought, I shed a few tears as a result of it. but not nearly as many as you caused, I had the thought, that I might be...
I remember so vividly begging to make the pain go away
but when it stopped I wanted it to come back
because now I felt nothing at all
so I...
Many nights were spent in the shadows.Did it really happen?so many days with a painted smile on my face, or did I make it all up?What is...