Rewinding bitter memories
Telling myself horrible stories
Suffocating my soul
Defeating all the strings
And numbing all the feelings
Rip out my heart
And tear me apart
I want the awful
I need the painful
I want to let myself drown
To the bottom, to the depth of my sorrow, down
March like a queen with a crown
Because I am there a majesty of darkness
Swimming through the void and my emptiness
I guess it is the reason why I can't be happy
Always chasing away the joy and the sunshine from me
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
And that's what happened to me
I'm in love with my pain
So keep your happiness
And leave me in distress
My love, my salute, ma sadness
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The Secret Thoughts of a Wandering Soul: Poem collection
Poetry"Quiet people have the loudest minds". Here are some of my thoughts gathered in a collection of poems. Thoughts that I never really talk about, things that not a lot know about me.
