Bleed, sometimes I want to pour out.
Drown, sometimes I want to flood.
Sometimes I feel everything, other times I feel nothing at all,
Is it normal?
Is it normal to feel so helpless, is it selfish of me?
Because I'm restless everyday
It's getting harder to breathe
I'm suffocating here alone
All by myself
It's lonely here.
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Dear Love
PoetryDear love, The light is dim, •∆•∆• ☀️ •∆•∆•∆ In this empty heart of mine. In you, I was searching in me something I couldn't find...🦋
