Suicidal
Droplets of tears from above was pouring,
the roaring of anger can be heard,
vision was slowly turning to darkness.
I ran out of hope,
I ran out of reasons to continue living.
It's the moment where I lost myself
in that one stormy day
and never found my way back.
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Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...
