I sail along this sea, looking for a friendly face to greet. I go from place to place, looking for a friendly soul to meet. I sail to distant shores looking for a friendly invitation to have a polite conversation. I sail along this big empty sea and realize there is only me.
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Twisted Little Poems For The Broken Soul
Poetrypoetry and short stories for those struggling with mental health, it's okay not to be okay, and please seek help if you're feeling lost. I will be adding more poems and short stories along the way.
