Do you not see,
I'm falling apart?
That all the smiles
are just a facade?
Whenever I laugh,
I'm crying inside.
I'm breaking;
dying inside.
I'm struggling to breathe
with each passing day.
Do you not see?
I'm fading away.
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Alone | Poetry
PoetrySometimes, you're the loneliest when you're in a room full people. Sometimes, you hurt the most when you can't feel. Loneliness kills.
