I'm a mess of fervent struggling emotions in caught up horrific bones, and flesh.
Making me so vulnerably. human.
That it'll hurt to breathe, within exhausted faltered sighs
I am drowning, and I embrace the heavy.
While life, adores to the suffocation of anguish, and agony.
I'm just a mess of a person, clinging on.
Authors notes: Thank you immensely for reading, and good bye for now fellow readers and writers alike~
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The Psychological Poetry Collection©~
PoesiaThese are my poems that take on subjects and topic's like depression, schizophrenia, addiction, and other mind-blogging disorders and the like of emotions. I hope you enjoy all the poetry offered here. Art is by:KidChan~
