Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Jenna Poulin Jan 2015
Roses are blood
violets are sorrow
spare me the pain
I'll live for tomorrow
Jenna Poulin Jan 2015
I am alone,
But not completely alone,
I have the voices.
Voices who yell and say I am not good enough.
Voices who do not fail to remind me I am nothing.
Voices who constantly share their hatred for me.
Voices that are in my head and that are right in front of me.

— The End —