I used to be so free
and I didn't even know.
I was running
from a life I didn't care for.
now everything is trying to convince me
how this torture is worth living through.
It wasn't by the way.
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A Journey Past Our Solar System: Poetry of a Borderline
PoetryA Journey Past Our Solar System is mostly confessional poetry of my life in the few last years, structures of a dysfunctional family, in the middle of dealing with mental illness. A tragedy in the making of my brain turning into coal, ready to burn...
