Why
Notes: i know most of these poems i write are small, but they are all purely from my heart, these were written in my most darkest days, when i was falling apart.. so i dedicate this poem and every other chapter of the broken heart chronicles to "Jason" the man who ripped my heart out.
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"Why?"
why can't it be easier than this?
why can't i just get pissed?
Damn this!
when you hugged me today it felt like home, i don't know what to do.
this confusion is taking it's tole,
on my mortal soul.
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"Why?"
why can't it be easier than this?
why can't i just get pissed?
Damn this!
when you hugged me today it felt like home, i don't know what to do.
this confusion is taking it's tole,
on my mortal soul.