November 3, 2015
I am a slave to sleep;
It's my escape from sadness,
And my mind tries to keep
Me away from this madness.
Am I safe inside this mental bubble,
Away form the real world,
Away from all the trouble?
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My Poetry
PoesíaSimply my own original poems. If you like them, comment! But basically making this so I can keep track of my poems better without saving them to my photos just in case my phone dies or something:)) Content ranges from love, depression, fanboy/girlin...
