We throw words around and don't care
Our words pollute the air
We hurt one another and don't look at the damage
Eventually we can't manage
Our words are swords
They strike chords
And as time goes on we love this song
All the hate that we have for ourselves we dump on others
Accompanied by the praise of piers and the whimpers of the ones we abuse
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(Lotus Seed) The Silent Forest- The Soundboard of my Depression
PoesíaPoems were mainly written during school, the majority of these are depressing, sad, or angry. However, as Roger Ebert once said, "Your intellect may be confused, but your emotions will never lie to you." So if you struggle with dark thoughts or emot...
