The frame of time collapsed,
As the bridges we were walking on burned down,
You crossed over to the other side,
But you didn't lend me you hand as I felt down.
It became a big mistake,
That I held the wrong hand all the time,
The hand that was destined to leave me,
Leave me in my most hurting time.
I am not fine,
I ignored the most obvious,
I made this fall a terrible one,
This valley echoes my failure.
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
