I use to try to be hopeful
I use to try and be happy
But I got weaker and weaker
It got dark
And I couldn't see the light in front of me
I knew I was nothing
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Dark Daydreams
PoetryThese are poems from the darkest areas of my mind. If they disturb you I'm sorry. It's better me let them out then hold them in. If you hold something in too long it begins to control you. So I'm letting it out. Completed from my feeling a lot bette...
