Just when I thought I've gotten better,
I knew I wasn't getting any better.
Those feelings, they strangled me...
They suffocated me.
They made me lifeless.
They made me bad.
They made me a monster.
A monster without any hint of guilty
That attacked without sanity in blood.
Yet I'm still bearing it.
I'm still holding up.
If I'm still... I want you to do that too...
I want you to bear the pain too...
Save yourself cause you're capable of doing so.
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MindMatter
PoetryEvery living thing is not perfect, so do me. I bound to commit mistakes even when I don't even wish to. This book of poetry will tell you a little bit about my life. I'm not a nice person but I'm trying to be better. Our world needs more love.
