it already felt like october
we went in the morning
i think i figured out what it was all for
saw everything i wanted, but i wanted more
took a night bus, thoughts stacking past my door
the kindness and protection I wanted
and the flooredness i felt in the moment
of pure happiness and relief
"she's so nice, i wish i was her"
wish i knew where that would take me
i let it eat me whole
why would you do that, go time and time again
playing pretend
hoping the torture will sometime soon end
breaking a broken heart
it is all i can see
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
