8/21/22
My soul is heavy
Loneliness fills me
Despite feeling happy
Despite having the time of my life
My soul is weighed down with sorrow
Why do I feel this way?
Why am I so happy and so sad at the same time?
It pulls me down and makes it hard to sleep
And when I do sleep, it never feels like enough
I'm making memories
I'm living the life young me wanted
But there's still a hole in my heart
And every day
That hole gets heavier
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Thoughts Collected
PoesíaA collection of poems written in my journal, and selected to be put here. The musings of a farmer and his life.
