I cant stand it
The wounds
The blood that oozes
The screams and whispers of my mind
The reality that shatters beauty
The words that cut deeply.
As all my worlds fall apart.
As my suns distance themselves, stranded away.
Im failing to see the light
Failing to make sense of it all.
Just to grieve and grieve.
To repeat past again.
To fall into the crying
The solace
The numbness.
As our worlds crumble
As our worlds dry
I want to fade my light
But indont dare even try.
For a promise was made.
A promise that stands.
The only one ive got left
The only one i dont regret.
But is it worth the time?
Is it worth the while?
Can i let the broken glass finnally shatter?
Or should i glue it here everafter?
To find amends in this ravenous reality
To find desperation in sanity?
Or ceace existance
To seek all distance
From worlds that vanish
From tears that dry
From life that dies.
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My Lil Story Of Life And Depression: Poems Of The Lost And Wounded
RandomThese are some of my poems and my weird random thoughts. It may contain sad things, some explicit content, things that may bring you joy, things that are just my truth or maybe they are lies. Ideals that my thoughts provide, while in my writing, you...
