It hurts

by Brooke-aries - Not entered

I sit in my room everyday
not talking
not moving
just thinking
        about you
        about the shit you gave me
        about the hurt you caused

I sit here crying
not making a sound
not moving
not even thinking
        -it hurts too much

Reason for writing:

    lies never solve anything    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-04-06 22:55:31
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:38:45
Poem ID: 44797

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