I feel so used.
I feel so guilty.
I feel so fed up.
I want to move on.
I need to move on.
Yet I'm stuck.
Moveless...
I know I'm destined for more.
This is not the life that was promised to me.
I deserve more.
But how?
How do I move on?
How do I stop feeling so guilty for every little thing i do for myself?
How do I just stop?
How does a person stop feeling stuck?
And move on...
How do I stop my heart from doing this to me?
Fast and broken heartbeats.
They torture me.
And suddenly breathing becomes hard.
How does breathing become hard for a person?
Shouldn't breathing come to me naturally?
I'm so sick of this.
I need to move on.
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ghost poetry
Poetryif you're into sad poems , poems about love , poems about life , or just poems in general then you might like this book. i don't expect this to blow up or anything, i honestly just write for fun , and i wanted to post some of the things i wrote , so...
