I cant recognise myself in the mirror anymore,
I don't try to make it make sense anymore ,
Yet I understand how could anyone love a hollow mind,
Cause if I sometimes cant feel anything does it count as feeling at all?
Sitting in the dark, no longer afraid of the monsters cause that monster is now me.
I told you I got better
But I just got used to it.
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After You Left
Poetrycomplete poetry collection, over 70 poems from my darkest times and issues with love
