I've been doing this for so long
I've been hurting for such a long time
I've been dying
I'm done trying
So don't look for me when I'm gone
Because I'm not coming back
I can't remember the last time I smiled
And actually meant it
I cant breathe
I can't see
Everything is just one big blur
One big blur of fucked up darkness
And blinding white noise
I'm leaving pieces of me behind
I'm a broken
And
Dying
Oh god why am I alive
Why am I here
Oh god
Oh god
Why must I be like this
Why must I be mentally fucked
Why am I so crazy
Why am I so angry
I'm pissed
And sad
And I'm confused
I'm unsure
I don't know where I can go from here
How can I keep living if I've been dead my whole life

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Poetry For The Hurt And Loved
PoesiaHello, Chris here welcome to my collection of poems. I love them... Mostly but thank you for reading hope your having a good day. Drink some water stay safe gb. 🐖