Slowly slipping, no grip on life, i keep spinning.
A never ending spiral drags me down, my steps start to falter.
The weight of all of the problems of the world weigh me down... I fall.
My mind betrays me, tells me things exist when they really don't...Why?
Find a way, to rid me of this pain, find a way for me to live...please?
Or let me slip and fall into this whole other reality...
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryMy second book of poems, love these poems a lot, I love all of my poems for that matter.
