One thing that I like to do is cry in the rain
At this point, I no longer
Like I'm crying alone
But DAMN it
The voices in my head are driving me crazy
I want to scream, but the voices are too loud
So please excuse me
If I can't talk right now.
Or I say I'm fine
Even if I were to talk.......
I might hurt myself
Because negative thoughts are like a prison
It locks me up
Traps me and suffocates me
As if it were nothing
And it makes the depression worse
It can lead to numbness
And yet too much pain will turn a heart cold
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Poetry for the Heart
PoetryPoetry that anyone going through a hard time can relate too.
