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Goodnight, Mother. [vent poem]
Category: Writing and Poetry
'Kay, I love you too GOODNIGHT. You don't know what I do in the night If I sleep, I dream of tearing myself apart Or my loved ones leaving me Most of the time I lay rotting [i can feel it] Other times I do tear myself apart. I tear myself apart. I'm only fourteen. I tear myself apart. It's been years. I tear myself apart. I've felt this bad for so long i'm scared I'M FINE » Continue Reading