I am not okay.
Let me be nothing.
I don't want to try today.
Looking into the mirror,
I see a void.
Inspirational quotes
and niceties don't produce smiles.
Cracks in the picture
scar and mark my body like tattoos.
They could be covered with makeup,
but I'm too lazy to try today.
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Caffeine and Me
PuisiA collection of poetry ranging from brain farts to exploring why I bother getting up in the morning. Most likely there is some form of caffeine to keep me awake (or alert) enough to type my thoughts out regarding my depression, struggles within my d...
