When I wake up from my dreams about you I feel so much pain because it was just a dream! Your still gone and your not coming back. I need you more every fucking day! I walk down the school hallways missing your presences. I punch those walls and cut in the bathrooms. This school is full of pain.
Matt Boes
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Depression
PoetryThis is just going to be Things I write when I am sad or depressed.....can be all kinds of things but sometimes it can be triggering to someone recovering from depression or self harm. DO NOT read if you are sensitive when it comes to reading things...
