Honestly, I am not alright,
I am not okay
I never have been, and I never will be
I am unstable, a bomb waiting to explode
I distance everyone, not wanting them to get hurt when I go off
When in all reality, I just want someone to hold me and tell me everything will be okay
Even when I know it will not be okay in the end
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Poems from the Heart
PuisiThese are poems that I write only when I'm in a certain mood. Most of these poems aren't the go lucky and happy kind. They're mainly sort of depressing and hurt filled.
