The words.
They seem to fall out of me.
Like an endless waterfall.
Mindless,
Yet pleasant.
Confused,
And well aware.
It's frustrating.
I dont know
How I feel,
How I want to feel
Words cannot express my pain,
My sorrow.
The crimson waves stain me,
Surround,
and hide me.
Leave me,
wondering
Where have I gone?
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My Journal
PoetryThis is a journal that i have been keeping with me for a while. I'm putting it here so that anyone who feels the way i do will understand that someone is here to help you. If you relate to anything I've written feel free to ask questions. I'm here f...
