everyone has so many desires,
but me, im just tired.
i just want the rain,
so it can wash away the pain.
everyone wants so much,
while others barely eat lunch.
me? my strongest possession,
is my never endinng depression.
i like keeping in my anxiety,
while i sit there quietly.
i cant stand wanting help,
i would rather eat kelp.
they all have to act so gentle,
as i sit here and go mental.
and i fell so traped,
as i wait for rugrat.
he is never returning,
so i just sit here burning.
cuts and cuts everywhere,
just trying to breathe in heavy air.
panic striking in my soul,
and i just try to regain control.
just calming these attacks,
while i wonder about my impact.
would i be missed?
if i was in a dark abyss?
i just wanna hide away,
and here i will stay.
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Poetrya collection of poems explaining my thoughts and feelings.... yea its not pretty and its pretty crappy writing also just a bunch of random things ill come up with because once i get a rhyme started i cant let myself stop til im satisfied, even if th...
