Sitting on a wooden bench at the train station
Regretting getting up a little later than normal
Unsure if I will make it to school on time
Waiting for the train to arrive
Cursing my luck that the train is late
Breathing through my soul
My misery is apparent to all
Wishing to not exist
Yet there I am
Existing
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Trapped in a poetic mind
PoesíaPoems by a person who has issues. Whether it is their, Depression, PTSD, or Anxiety, something is always bothering them. Writing about everything that pops into their mind, and things that they are too scared to talk about, you will no doubt find so...
