I deeply long to be happy
But there is this deep, dark void in my chest
Constantly swallowing every morsel of light
That finds its way between the cracks of my skin
I have such an intense feeling of longing
Longing to be happy
It's the ache in my bones,
The screaming in my mind
There's something quite pathetic
About being the cause to your own demise
I am so fucking sick of my self sabotaging
I just want to be happy.
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ŞiirA series of poems I wrote at times I felt too much to keep it to myself, but had nobody to listen. Handle with care.
