Sitting within the depths
Tears silently fall
No one cares for me.
In a storm of self hate
There is no relief
There's no saving a broken soul
No one would ever think
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Poemz
PoetryWorking in mental health and sometimes dealing with my own issues results in beautiful dark poetry, that lives in my soul
midnight
Sitting within the depths
Tears silently fall
No one cares for me.
In a storm of self hate
There is no relief
There's no saving a broken soul
No one would ever think
