31.10.2021
There are things. These little things keep me alive. That show me I have something that makes me happy in my life, that not everything is bad and sad. Those little moments make me giggle if even laugh. They don't necessarily have to be with friends, they can be with complete strangers in a waiting line for a roller coaster. These moments make me feel complete and full of happiness. Those moments no one can steal from me. No one can steal it no one or so I thought when I get my hopes up and then someone sends them crashing down then are these are the other moments where I feel helpless. Where I want to scream and shout and shut everything out. These moments where I lie in my bed head full of thoughts and doubts but not one gets out. This is the only way I can put my feelings into words, on paper, a document, or a drawing. It makes me sad to know that I can't communicate with them about my feelings. And there are still these what-ifs, these scenarios that will never come true. Those little wishes that no one hears and no one can make them come true. No one can.
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PoetryThings, I wrote while having a crisis for whatever reason, I write rather than tell people cause it's easier. And just random things, like dreams creative dumps, and one-shots I don't want to create an extra book for. read if you like. Feel free to...
