If it was okay,
It wouldn't exist.
If it was okay,
I wouldn't sit here,
Late at night,Again,
Talking to myself.
I wouldn't sit here
With my head in my hands.
If it was okay,
I wouldn't exist.
If it was okay,
I wouldn't go on walks,
At any time of the day,
Listening to music.
I wouldn't stand there
Thinking about actually doing it
If it was okay
There would be way less problems.
If it was okay
I'd be too.
(26.09.2021)
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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.
