I lay here
On my bed
Knowing that your gone
But still waiting for you to return
It feels like
Your spirit is still with me
And your watching over me
But then I remember your not
But then I think your still here still
My head starts to hurt
I try to sleep
But I can't stop thinking about you
But all I got is your spirit to talk to
But even he has left
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Into The Shadows #Wattys2017
PoesíaThis book is filled with poems I have been writing about depression, anxiety, bullying, and then-some. These poems are about my own personal experiences and thoughts.
