Tears in my eyes and down my cheeks.
Every time.
I've been crying at night.
Thinking too much, and doubting my friends.
Doubting my feelings, future
It had no end.
And now, oh now it got worse.
No tears to cry and no down my cheeks.
Every time.
I'm dying inside.
Still thinking too much, and doubting my friends.
Doubting my feelings, future
It has no end.
(10.04.2021)
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Sad Poetry
PoetryI write sad poems. I wanted to share them. I'm not a native speaker. I also write sad poems in German.
