falling
I was falling,
Falling into the abyss that I know all too well,
The one that is always there,
Ready to torture me with its comments,
And yet,
When I talk to certain people,
That falling feeling somewhat goes away,
And I feel relieved,
But when they go away,
I am alone,
And I am falling all over again.
Into that painful feeling, that I know all too well.
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A Beautiful Disaster
PoetryMy story. A story full of unforgettable thoughts. I've come to terms with these certain parts of my life. This is for the people who decide to read my poetry. I hope you find the motivation to continue to fighting like I did. #1 in slam (5/31/18) #1...
