The clock keeps ticking
Your heads starts banging
The frustrating starts crashing down
You begin to start hitting
The blood starts dripping
Tears falling all around
You start going crazy
Always on the daily
Laughter forming all around
You run to a room
Trying to breathe and relax
Non stop thinking about the sad sad past
You begin to wonder how long this will last
~Zoie Brasher~
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What Lies Inside You
PoetryThese poems here are poems that are ideas that pop in my head. They're indeed depressing and mainly about love. This description is kinda shitty I know but hey just read them would ya?
