the circles under her eyes
continued to darken,
as did her thoughts.
she tried to scream
but everyone always showered her
with the same phrase.
"same," they always laughed.
who said she was joking?
- S.M.
"'til death do us part"
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i feel more than other people
Poetrythis poetry collection embraces mental illness, trauma, passion, anger, and family relations through vast seas of words. my hope is to inspire others by turning raw heartache into relatable moments. warning: this book contains potentially sensitive...
