My life is overwhelming me.
Living it
Is slowly draining my spirit.
Like the moon moving slowly to make way for morning...
That is my soul leaving my body.
I wanna scream I wanna shout,
But my voice has already run out.
As I watch my body living life without me-
It's the last place I would want to be.
Clear my thoughts 💭 , my whole mind.
Everything until my mind feels blind.
Then I shall return
To claim what's mine.!
by : Lerato Yellow Motaung . 💛
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Surviving The Dark - Poems And Thoughts
PoetryThis one is for the poetry lovers, precisely the sad poem lovers cause there's most of them here. If you're at a dark place mentally and you feel like you're alone, you're wrong cause these poems are written by someone that also knows what it feels...
