Sometimes it hurts,
Hurts to breathe.
Sometimes I'm not sure,
If I'm alive or dead.
Inside or outside myself.
My mind is like an explosion.
It's chaos and dangerous,
But so beautiful to watch.
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Specks in my eye
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry from over the years. I have used it to cope with many things throughout my life. I like being able to put words to how I feel. Please be aware this will touch on sensitive topics seeing as it is a coping mechanism f...
Breathe
Sometimes it hurts,
Hurts to breathe.
Sometimes I'm not sure,
If I'm alive or dead.
Inside or outside myself.
My mind is like an explosion.
It's chaos and dangerous,
But so beautiful to watch.
