As years coming down the road pass me by,
I swallow and think there's nothing left to hide,
The voices in my head like to lie,
Telling me that I should die,
A world with no truth,
A can't handle much of it anymore,
My mind is going to need a break from this,
My mind is going numb from this.
Days keep getting colder,
It feels like its been a winter for years,
My hands are numb,
My arms can't handle this anymore.
Some people never get how I feel,
I'll just lay here in my hoodie,
My room is just colder than usual,
Maybe I'm overreacting,
But spring couldn't come any sooner.
Days keep getting colder,
My hands are numb,
My arms can't handle this anymore,
Carried the weight of others for so long,
Way too long.
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Things That Keep You Up At Night
PoesíaPoetry written at dark times in my life. Most of this poetry is about family, ex girlfriends, old friends, and my own mistakes and feelings. Before reading this volume set, I strongly advise you to turn away if you are currently suffering from depre...
