My lungs are full of nails
Making it hard to breathe
My heart is in pieces
And i still give it away
My soul is full of darkness
That spreads everywhere
My brain if full of words
That you pounded in it
My voice is blinded
Because no one really cares
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The Dark Road Called Life: Poems
PoetryThese poems are how I feel in the moment. I know the first few absolutely suck, but the bottom ones would have to be the best in my opinion. I am open to criticisim and I hope you enjoyed your reading. Thank you! Bye!
