We are strangers,
we always were.
I sometimes see you,
walking here and there.
You don't say hi,
and so I also don't.
I wish you would say it,
but I know you won't.
I'm nothing,
just a ghost in your eyes.
It hurts a lot
and my heart cries.
My lunges hurt,
and it's hard to keep breathing.
When your face,
is all I'm seeing.
The feel of rejection,
hurts like hell.
I feel like nothing,
like an empty shell.
I lost my sense of living,
I lost it all.
To darkness in my head,
I again fall...
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The Walk
PoetryThe walk through my life. Through the points where i feel down to feeling good and back again. Warning: These poems may be depressing, suicidical and sad. These poems are usually related to what i feel and what is going through my mind.
