Blink I go again and again
Close my eyes, count till ten
Time running out of hand
A second try is what I can't
Always waiting for the nexts
But it never really exists
Blink, again, I go once more
Sinking closer to the floor
Till finally my head gets in
And darkness, no good or sin
No family,friends, no dreams
For in one blink nothing is real
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Worries of a Lost Soul
PoetryAs a teenager struggling with mental health, self confidence and trying to figure life out, I started writing poems in stressful situations to help me sort out my thoughts. These poems include my deepest emotions and fears in life. I hope you can e...
