and I wish I wouldn't have be
tired all the time
when I could find dragons
and save princesses
instead of wasting a life
and I wish this illness
wouldn't want to kill me
with all these burning thoughts
but no clear words
just hate and blood
and I wish people would understand
and stop asking why
I swear, if I'd only knew
my life wouldn't be such a huge lie
and I wish I could stop rambling
everyfucking time
and sometimes I really wish
just to die
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only the brave | poems
Poetry« it's a church of burnt romances and I'm too far gone to pray. It's a solo song and it's only for the brave » some poems I had in mind, some are personal, some just fictional. I just let my hands write whatever floads in my mind. TW // mostly depre...
