May be it is just my overthinking yet it is killing me because of my own action,
And I'm so twisted in a way that,
That my darkness is more powerful than this,
Naive foolish giving human.
Sometimes I wish I wouldn't have made those efforts,
I shouldn't have just hyped them up,
Sometimes I wish I'd never have loved them enough so they'd have stayed,
I wish I'd never have cared enough so that they'd have cared more,
My demons within me screams in darkness,
They told me to not to please, don't try to be enough,
Cause you'd never be the one,
And you're never the only one,
May be they'd never understand.
May be it is just my overthinking yet it is killing me because of my own action,
And I'm so twisted in a way that,
That my darkness is more powerful than this,
Naive foolish giving human.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poésie"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
