blindly following
myself along,
time is passing,
ticking strong.
feats of strength
have worn me down,
i'm becoming lesser,
bleeding out.
like a fire,
i'm emitting light,
i'm burning up
while burning bright.
you see, long ago,
i was beating time.
but time is
beating me tonight.
i'm tripping, slipping,
letting go,
my words dissolving,
running slow.
i think i'm hated
by the world,
for who could love
a ghostly girl?
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Poems From Another Sad Teenager
PoetryPoems From Another Sad Teenager is a collection of personal poetry highlighting the ups and downs of being a teenager in the 21st century. Dealing with topics of depression, anxiety, friendship, loss, healing, and growth, it gives a relatable narrat...
