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Jan 2020
I'm all caught up in the past.
This ***** real.
I'm a isolate because I don't know how to deal.
Ask me again how I feel?
Swear to **** I'll swallow up more then a handful of these pills.
My mistakes got me here.
I'm a see disgust and filth looking at myself in this mirror.
I'm a try one thing.
But at the same time I'm a **** it all up.
Don't know how to handle myself.
Use to wake up with her by my sode.
Use to call out and snuggle before work we just wanted to hide.
Step back my loved ones.
I don't want you to see me like this because I'm just about done.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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