The days pass by slowly
My perception of time betrays me
I stare at my ceiling with a blank look
Waves of nostalgia hit me
Punishing me for hating my younger self
I was a sad child
I'm a sad adult
It's not fair
Does my maker not care?
I'm still here
I'm waiting for life
Moping at my ceiling
Occasionally staring at my sealing
The walls around me move closer
Making sure I don't escape
I mope at my ceiling
It's an empty feeling
I'm stuck in reality
I was a sad child
I'm a sad adult
I'm a sad adult
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Screaming Into The Void
PoetryMy depressive emotional/creative outbursts "If you are brave enough to kill yourself, you can do anything! So you must live. You need to keep going". - From the Korean drama 'Beautiful world' ~like and comment~ ~I hope my words...
