Today, I can't breathe.
Today, I'm drowning in a sea of negativity. No, that's not right. It was yesterday night, it was Thursday night too.
"What's going on?" I ask myself, but I have no way of knowing what this war in my mind has in store. I'm surprised at myself. I haven't written in so long.
Maybe it's bc things haven't been bad enough that I needed to.
But here I am.
Are you going to tell me that faking positivity like I've tried to do, doesn't work? Maybe not for you.
Are you going to shoot me down and say, "okay then" when I tell you it's my way of coping?
Alright, you want the truth? I'm drowning as I said before. I'm drowning and I can't seem to want to pretend anymore. Is this what you want to hear? If you heard it what would you even say? "I'm sorry"? Or "same here?" Wow, thank you dear.
I'm ok now.
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Ι Walĸ Alone..
PoesíaJust poetry. Maybe it sucks. Maybe it doesn't. Sorry if it does. Comment if you want. Maybe vote too? WARNING: triggering. If you don't like sad,depressing, or dark things, I suggest you don't read this.
