Poems from cjbh98
I'm looking at our old pictures
They remind me of what we had
But I never thought after I left,
That it would hurt me this bad.
I don't see...
Like a raging fire fueled by the gasoline of hatred, my soul hungers for revenge. Nothing burns hotter than the flame inside of a scorned...
It's a sad world we live in today when everyone can recognize each other's depression but can't go out of their way to help someone better...