When is it too late? Humiliation prompt.
Go to sleep and close your eyes, dream of broken butterflies, That tore their wings against a thorn, You know the pain that they have borne.
contains bit adult content and vulgar language.
He was a demon and was an angel
I don't want to scare the only ones that care about me away. I don't want to risk the loss of the ones I call family. I can't handle the loneliness.
A woman compares her toxic ex-girlfriend to Bloody Mary.
1 of the 3 poems I used for "His tone"
The day a boy was laughed at till he died inside