The weight of memories drags me to the ground,
With echoes of laughter that no longer sound.
I wander through shadows of what used to be,
Haunted by moments that slip through like sand at sea.
I long for a time when the world felt so bright,
When dreams danced around me, igniting the night.
But now every whisper feels heavy and cold,
As I grapple with stories that have gone untold.
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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...
