~That Feeling
I can't find my happiness.
I can't find the door.
I only see darkness.
I only see the floor.
I think this feeling
Is worse than before.
It's going through being,
Right to the core.
I don't know this feeling,
I can't be sure.
I don't think,
That there's a cure.
I don't know how much more
Of this feeling that I can endure.
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Poetry for the Pained
PoetryThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
