it's coursing through my veins
like a bad tasting alcohol
stuck in my throat and affecting my mind
i try but they don't listen
i scream but you don't answer
it's a known feeling and a reoccurring fault
i don't know what i can say
i only know how it feels
the frustration and secludedness
puts bars around my soul
and releases oceans from my eyes
i make my pain known
yet you can't make it better.
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A Collection of Our Deepest Thoughts and Darkest Moments
شِعرin time i hope this work will bring you peace of mind and peace of spirit this collection will pull at your heartstrings, cut into the wounds that might not have closed talking about things we leave unspoken and things we try not to feel you may cr...
