I feel like I don't have any energy left in me it's like I'm a walking zombie just serving on my last thread it often feels like I'm a hallowed out tree hoping someone sheds some water on me to grow I feel like a dead rose with all its thorns stabbing me
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
