Trying so hard
Not to give in
To pressure.
I'm feeling fat,
Gaps under beautiful.
I've tried to let the water run dry.
It's vital,
But we both continue to cry.
I'm not feeling myself these days.
Hard to say
When everything is going your way.
Pushing harder,
About to be slaughter in front of the mirror.
The image reveals clearer.
"Unappreciation" killed her.
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Poems of the Dearest Soul
PoetryPoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
