Your existence, it's causing me so much
PAIN.
I can't sleep, I can't breathe,
There is just too much
PAIN.
The throbbing, the pounding, beneath my skin
Why won't you help me?
Put me out of this misery
Because there's just too much
PAIN
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Forsaken Soul - Book of Dark Poetry
ПоэзияA collection of my (dark) poems. Some if not all poems are very depressing, you have been warned. This collection touches lots of personal issues I've experienced growing up - depression, teenage angst, broken relationship, hate, eating disorder, bu...
