Deep inside,
It's penetrating.
Life is in a trouble,
And it is suffocating.
No more jokes and no more fun.
Every thing comes down,
Comes down to having none.
The love is lost,
And life is draining,
Smiles are wiped out,
And we don't even have a reason.
It used to be fun,
Those distant memories,
Now everything stings,
Paper thin cuts are stinging.
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There Was A Feeling
PoesíaWhile 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...
