Listen—Do you hear that? That's the sound of silence as it enfolds the body of the person I used to be. Darkness overcame me and I welcomed it with open arms. I didn't use to be depressed.. No one is born depressed.
By Brooklyn Hart6 years ago in Poets
It's funny how you say you see things that can't be understood. From my point of view, I would have guessed maybe you would. You see, you take my trust for granted. I give so many chances only to be taken advantage.