Poems from bcp36912
I've asked those questions before
the ones that leak morality and mortality
I'd never answered them myself
Could never bring myself to say...
the thing is… sometimes self harm isn’t about pain, it’s about things that last and things that dont. the pain doesn’t last, not the...
It's overwhelming
The fact that they were in my life
And I was in theirs
But only for a moment
Yet, they keep me up at night
And I'm...
They're in the back of my mind mostly
I don't think about them
I don't necessarily want to
because thinking of them means pining
I've had...
You had told me once before
That the fires in your past
Would soon burn you out
Why didn't I listen? Why didn't I remember? Or even notice...