And sometimes I'm afraid
Of opening that folder
The one with all my thoughts
And none of my dreams
And some nights I'm afraid
Of calling certain persons
I don't want them to see me like this
I know they'd be worried
And some mornings I'm afraid
Of waking up again
And go out in the world
Knowing I died yesterday
And some days I'm afraid
Of stepping into the bathroom
Because I'd look into the mirror
And see someone who is not me
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Poems for the Heart
PoetryA collection of poems about life, death, love and everything in between. I'll publish one poem a day until I run out. Enjoy and give feedback, if you want.
