When I get frustrated,
I go out for a walk at night thinking,
"I don't care if I die tonight."
I walk through a pitch-dark street.
What's the big deal about some guy leaving?
He ran because he was afraid of being happy.
When I wander around aimlessly,
I can catch the briefest glimpse.
"Ah so that's what is in my head."
The feeling of being abandoned.
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My Liberation Notes
PoetryA book for all the introvert depressed people out there who struggling a lot. Who always question their existence, what their purpose and worth. I hope this would reach and help you to heal at some point by acknowledging your wounds and sufferings...
