The girl
In so much pain, fighting a war in her own home and in her mind.
Staying around for her loved ones.
Her psychologist called her brave.But I don't know if I'm brave.
She lied about it for months.
And now she's caged,
Daring to face the devil.
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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...