Gwennxo : Writing

What I needed to survive

What I needed to survive

A Poem by Gwennxo


My pain is hidden but, I do the things I do because it doesn't hurt as much as feeling alone.
This past year

This past year

A Poem by Gwennxo


To be truthful is simply the hardest thing a human could do. So we run and run because it hurts.
Puzzle Pieces

Puzzle Pieces

A Poem by Gwennxo


It was always the hurt, the things that broke you, they never talked about the things that you did that made me stronger, the things that made me love..
Who we are

Who we are

A Poem by Gwennxo


Why do they call it Clinical Depression? Why do they call me A over dramatic girl? I never really stopped To tell you how I was Sad or I was ..
Morning Dreams

Morning Dreams

A Poem by Gwennxo


You have your morning dreams and I have mine. Sometimes they’re beautiful and other times they remind me of the hurt you left for me to feel.
My First Heart Break

My First Heart Break

A Poem by Gwennxo


so you said, "you are so beautiful." was my mind blown. a single boy whose mother didn't have to hoover over him to tell a young girl she was beautifu..