There's no point
in trying to hide
There's no point
in feeling alive
A fleeting feeling
Ending
Crashing
Leaving me
more empty than before
The higher I build up
the harder I fall
The stronger I feel
the weaker I become
I'm tired of trying
I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of hoping
Nothing will change
Nothing gets better
Nothing gets easier
Nothing gets remembered
And we're wasting everyday
Pretending that we matter
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Poems of Death
Poesie***TRIGGER WARNING*** Feel close to death? Maybe you're not quite as close as you think. These are poems I wrote for me and people I love; some were gifts and others are just my thoughts. These are my own words and images. Although this is for mysel...
