Sometimes we live inside our heads.
Convinced about one thought and that is it.
Living in a closet that we are too scared to get out of.
You keep banging on the door.
But make no effort to find the key.
A person’s mind is his worst enemy.
Because overthinking things lead to a worse damage.
The worst nightmares are creations of the mind.
Scaring us even though it isn’t true.
Merely and image painted by our own thoughts.
The best dreams and hopes are creations of the mind as well.
A purpose we should chase after.
And hold onto.
Not stare at with no plans to achieve.
Because if you want to be successful.
If you want to be something.
You have to start acting.
Not just thinking.
Go ahead and fight your fears.
Destroy them.
To create your dreams.
And put them to life.
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hope you like those poems or whatever you want to call them
i will probably not be able to put new ones for at least a week.
this poem was short but it will always be one of my favourites :3 comment and vote.
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Fallen angels
PoetryThis is a book of poems and short stories that i have written during a rough period in my life. I wrote it to help me and others go through depression and such. I hope for who will read those poems to be better and happier
