Waking up , open my eyes,
Only to cry.
Realising that my wings were clipped so I couldn't fly.
Waking up as reality smacks me in the face,
And the rain pours from heaven's open door.
But I woke up and realize,
I was wasting my time trying to smile.
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suicidal thoughts poems
PoetryThis is not a story but a book of poems, my wonderful friends gave me the idea so thank u guys hope you enjoy reading these poems as much as I enjoyed writing them for you.
