my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up

i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your

You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul

i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken

people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself

maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it

This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing

anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected