Nov 2018
My eyes cry rivers,
My pillow is stained wet with tears,
My mind is bullied with negative thoughts,
And my heart aches for what used to be,
All I ask is,
When does the pain stop?
My pillow is stained wet with tears,
My mind is bullied with negative thoughts,
And my heart aches for what used to be,
All I ask is,
When does the pain stop?
