August 11, 2015
His mind wandered to the little things.
His brain unhinged from the inside.
How could he defeat these sufferings?
All he wants to do is hide,
(A cry out for help into the empty void.)
He says, "I'm okay," but honey,
He lied.
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My Poetry
PoetrySimply 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...
