The silent and motionless stress,
Constantly feels like a fight to the death.
And now that I've realized I'm drowning,
I know you couldn't care less

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Diary Of A Shattered Mind - A Book Of Assorted Poetry
PoetryAll original poetry. I just have feelings, and I like to make them sound pretty. Purely self indulgent, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless.
Everyday
The silent and motionless stress,
Constantly feels like a fight to the death.
And now that I've realized I'm drowning,
I know you couldn't care less