Poems from zasha011
I am a player in this game called life. And someday soon I hope to be the game changer. Then the game maker.
The Pang.
The pain.The guilt.
The shame.
The need.
The desire.
The right.
To feel fire.
Momma said to never cry over spilt milk and broken cookies but, she never said anything about a broken heart.
Its just as hard to pick up...
Me.
Its not as simple as most people would think to define me.
I am a 5'5, glasses wearing, brown skinned, Fandom loving, self hating,...
The urge has come back to give into the attack
But if you do then you will die
or be fighting to stay alive.
I don't want to giv in and...
Get a fucking clue!
OUT!! get out of my lifeI never want To see you again
You just cOuldn't stop breaking my heart
So Help me god if i...