39944276-0c53-4486-8c88-5dcbca75e708by Jessica Hopkins03 Feb 2018

just, Stop.


who cares that this isn’t even a poem it’s just
words arranged in weird way i guess

who cares that he didn’t say
what you wanted him to say
when you wanted him to say it

who cares that you don’t know
what to do with your life (none of us do)

Stop breathing your own toxic air,
breeding your own misery.
letting your shadow scream
that you’re alone

if you just Stop
you might find that you have

Everything You Need