These memories are drowning me insane, like oozing dark clouds before rain.
Home in ruins, nothing feels certain.
With actions and deeds, as easy as it seems, I can't abstain.
Today is another day filled with scares to obtain
Why does it hurts this much? Again and again?
Why do I talk out so much complain?
When all of me have gone insane.
How do I abstain from these memories that keeps me in chains?
Why am I insane?
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Naked Words
PoetryThis is a collection of black girl poem you won't want to miss. Started: 15.02.2022 Ended: 12.06.2022 Cover credit: @Meha-k She's the best, guys! Check out her profile! 💜💜💜
