Fuck
fuck
fuck
I don't think i can take this shit anymore
I really don't think I can
The weight of the world on my shoulders
the pressure coming down on me
my lungs full of air but I feel like I'm suffocating
I don't think I can be save
but with you
you give me meaning
something worth fighting for
I hate your sadness
and I hate mine too
But maybe together our sadness can become
so less blue
Fuck
fuck
fuck
I messed up
I fucked up
again...
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetrySome of these poems are from my old books, I decided to combine them, some of these poems may also be new. They are about feelings and life, the dark corners of our minds and the bright edge of our soul. Please enjoy.
