Poems from azon84
I'll be here to talk,
My shoulder your's to cry on.
Along this hard walk.
I'm so proud of you.
Today your wrists don't cry red,
Your...
It has been 12 years.
You stole my innocence,
I was only six.
I didn't make a noise.
Never told a soul.
Would I be different?
I wonder.
I...
I can feel myself slipping away.
I radiate a feeling of despair,
I want, I strive, I long, I fear,
Can I, will I get better,
Or will this...