Flower Child

“But I always thought you’d come back, tell me all you found was heartbreak and misery. It’s hard for me to say, I’m jealous of the way You’re happy without me”

i wish i was her

I don’t feel like waking up lately

When you’re clean from drugs their is always a percentage of yourself that wants to be high, I don’t care what anyone says it’s fact.

Last night I cried myself to sleep After you screamed at me Things that hurt my soul And I had to leave because I learned the hard way My worth. Last night I cried myself to sleep Without an apology Knowing I would wake up Without one still. Last night I cried myself to sleep In the fear That they were right And you would just end up Another deleted photo Another love turned Ghost. Last night I cried myself to sleep Thinking of relieving the pain In ways I haven’t thought of In years Trying not to get caught Yet again In the trap That it is me That I do things To deserve this That I am unworthy That I earn this. My heart Sunk so low I can literally feel The cavity Of where it used to Beat.

Sometimes quiet people really do have a lot to say. They’re just being careful about who they open up to.