I can no longer bare to see another life wasted
As mental feelings fall
The people commit the hasted
Too fast, too slow
Is their hearts pounding against blocked walls
Many sit in the corner
They watch themselves drown
Hiding in the darkest of shadows
Their eyes no longer look anywhere
Or anywhere around
The trembling emotions make them question
They question their trust and love
And downgrade others for attention
They pound against the walls
Finding their way towards them
Intercepting between their trembling and happiness
They cross paths and still see emptiness
The lack of social interaction
Created their own isolated distractions
Alone as they feel
They enter a difficult process
Of a time to face and heal
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Mental
PoetryTRIGGER WARNING: Some poems are graphic about feelings I have experienced. This poetry book is meant to help many people get help, whoever is struggling with disorders, depression, and diseases, I am here. I am going through the same thing, I wanted...
