•••
Fuck if I
know what's going
on with me.
My ears ring
and hurt randomly.
Black spots fill
my vision frequently.
My heart aches,
victim to pressures
and sharp pains.
Pounding fills my
head as my emotions
vary without reason.
One day I'm
good, the next
I stay in
bed for hours.
No forewarning, nothing,
not a hint.
I'm ignorant and
question my life.
I've been given
so much, opportunities,
chances, happiness, yet
I'm still not
looking forward to
living, just why?
I'm not suicidal,
however if death
we're to come
and take me,
would I have
a problem with
it? Not really.
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Written in the year 2023, by Kai Allen.
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A Dumbass's Diary
PoetryI write poetry to help express the emotions that are too much for me to handle. I'm sorry if you relate, I would say I'm open to talk but I've been told I'm a bit emotionally stunted. Any feedback is appreciated! (My favorite title for this was "Hi...
