Raindrops and windows
Roads and buses
Earphones and music
Fighting the urge of crying out tears.
Lone chair and a person
Bags on feet and phone on hand
Reminiscing through pictures
And watching videos.
Devastated and depressed.
Alone and crying.
Longing and in need.
Please be strong dear, momma will be here.
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My Daily Pill
PoetryA compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced
