my head was cloudy,
but I heard his voice clear and loudly
I really did fuck up
but I never had much luck
life just seems to suck.
His cold body lying
his soul flying
oh why was he dying?
He was bright
he always brought so much light
he was the one in the ground that night
his body out of sight.
This is for Elijah Wagers died in 2015 <3
he's flying high
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Poems for depression
PoesíaI have a background history of self harm, when I was going through this I kept a notebook and filled it up with pages and pages of how I was feeling, I still write in it because depression wont end in a matter of days. I want to share this for peop...
