You never look at peace when you're asleep.
Though the same can be said for
when you are awake.
I'm the exact opposite: happy as Cupid on
Valentine's Day when I'm allowed to escape to a
dreamscape world I create.
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I tell you, let me get a shot at your demons,
they can't be more haunting than what
I'm dealing with.
Though after a few months in the ring, I'm not
sure how much longer I can deal with it.
I'm bruised black and blue,
all through and through.
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Yet, all I can think about is how peaceful you look
now when you're sleeping.
It pushes me to fight a little while longer.
My love is that strong. But your demons are
stronger.
YOU ARE READING
none of the things i've said
PoésieA collection of poems from a teenager battling social anxiety, depression, and teenage angst while navigating love on the road to self discovery and maturing. It's simply good fun. Well not all the time; sometimes it's about love. And heartbreak...
