23 hours since he's texted,
A lengthy time quite unexpected
Because it's usually only a minute,
And I've put so much hope in it.
What's made him disappear?
Why am I so easily filled with fear?
Oh but what if it's not all in my head?
What if he's really dead?
I'm freaking out, I'm freaking out, I'm freaking out
Because my brain says I can't doubt
That he's really truly gone,
And if that's true, how can I go on?
Holy shit I can't breathe now.
She says "just try," but I don't know how.
I'm so fucking scared
That he's dead and I'm unprepared.
I'm just gonna go have a mental breakdown,
And pretty soon I'll just shutdown...
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Random Thoughts
PoetryThis is kind of just my brain and random thoughts I feel like sharing with someone in the middle of the night. Don't take any of it for more than it is because I'm always fine. Also, please don't judge the whole book by the first few poems. I promis...
