We build our lives on empty ground,
With hopes that crumble, hearts unbound.
The future once held skies of blue,
Now shadows cover all I knew.
The loneliness becomes my friend,
As dreams of youth begin to end.
We cry for help, but none reply,
So in the darkness, we still lie.
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Echoes from the Canopy
PoetryWanna Hear the Echoes from the Canopy? This is a poetry collection that reflects the emotional struggles of today's youth. Each poem touches on themes of mental health, offering glimpses of both despair and hope. With short, powerful verses, it aims...
