Her looks could stop time,
Her mind could bend time,
She never could figure out,
What made people leave,
Until she wanted to leave herself,
She finally understood,
Why she had no one,
She took one last breath,
Before going under,
Deep within the ocean of her mind,
She was drowning,
She could look around,
And see everyone breathing,
She would take deep breathes,
Choking down reality,
Of who she truly is,
Of where she truly was,
Of how she truly felt,
They told her she was crazy,
They told her she was unstable,
Little did they know,
She already knew,
That she wasn't acceptable.
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Short Poetry
PoesíaThese are just short little poems that I just randomly come up with. Some of them may be triggering so read if you want to. Its just a little something for me to do to free my mind. I hope you enjoy =^w^= (BTW I own all rights to these poem, and wou...
