Some days I'd rather feel sad , anxious , angry rather than nothing .. I'd rather feel like I still exist , like I'm here and something still matters to me
Some days I feel cold , like Ive lived enough, extremely old ... Like I'm a broken glass or crashed stone .. like I need something with a tune in it.. something to get me reborn..
Some nights I feel like fire , drowning in thoughts getting higher , wanting to die and live forever , wanting to disappear and stay forever , like a wave of madness consumed by rain , rinsed with grave smoked by pain..
Some nights I believe in magic , fate and soulmates , I believe in love , lights and good days , some nights I write about fairy tales and roses , waterfalls and clouds , warm rain and rainbows , young girls with hair in a bow..
Some times I watch the sky think about the universe and how the birds could fly , paint an angel with colors from the sunset and wait to see the moon and call her my warm blanket
Sometimes I'm me some others I'm her we're the same but we're different she's scared but I'm brave she's emotional but I'm numb she's smart but sometimes I'm dumb
We're the same but we're different sometimes we fight till she fall apart and cries
"Swallow me whole make me feel more"
"Hold me closer take me home"
"Life's is terrifying but we're here alone"
"Close to the demons clouds and storms"
"Take me somewhere where love is freedom"
"Where I can be one with me"
Where I can be me..
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lost between the lips of emotions✨
PoetryI'm bad with beginnings , introductions and endings I'm everything stuck in the middle I'm the part where people cry the most in the movies I'm a twenty years old crisis I'm the middle of a mess with words stuck in her throat tryinna free them in h...
