Sounds so bad,
But to be honest....
You aren't as mad.
It's a feeling,
Just like depression,
But you never wonder,
What's down under.
First Loneliness,
Then fear,
After that, becomes depression.
It never just comes,
It has to start somewhere.
And now I know where.
My life's a mess,
I will confess,
And even though,
I can forget,
My heart will always feel.....
TheLoneliness

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Poems From The Heart
Poetrythis is a heads up. This isn't a story. this is about poems that I write that come from my heart. if you plan on reading this I suggest you prepare yourself for some dark and mysterious poems. I don't plan on updating regularly, but more of when I j...