I can see tears in her eyes.
But her smile, the warmth of a room.
My mind riots as I see her kissing another.
Her hand will never be mine to hold.
In these moments I cannot help but cry.
Moments in which I feel lesser.
-XR
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Moments of gladness, moments of sadness & everything in-between.
PoetryI'm an 18 year old boy with Cerebral Palsy, depression and anxiety. I'm a British Hipster Punk Fuck who has dreams of happiness and independence. Living with my difficulties can be saddening and difficult so to cope I draw (follow my Instagram: ale...
