save me if you can.
save the fallen angels,
and the sad lands.
the teens don't seem to care,
the adults aren't fair.
I am a lonely child in this place,
everything around me is moving at a fast pace.
I cry myself to sleep everynight,
praying with all my might.
I hope for better days,
away from these pains.
explosions keep happening,
life goes by but we're not living.
eyes leak with tears,
hearts swollen with fears.
lost my home to war,
whenever I say 'stop' they destroy more.
now I'm in the middle of ashes and dust,
my childhood's gone to rust.
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Emotional Torture.
PoetryCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
