Just breathe god dammit. Why can't I just breathe. Its as if the world around me is holding my throat closed and I can't even take control. So just breathe i repeat over again, no air to fill my lungs, only voices in my head but over the noises in the air, a gun shoots a flare over a war of despair, but how can i be okay, if I'm holding the gun that will decide my fate. So just breathe god dammit.
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Midnight Thoughts
Poetry-I hate how I'm still here- -staring at the stars littering the sky- -watch how differently they treat us- -love is possible but it's so hard to find- -don't trust the voice in your head- "these are my midnight thoughts, I write them down and re...
