And then I think of ending all this,
All this pain,
All of this agony,
All of this suffering.
I think of it, each day,
I know it's wrong to think like that,
To close everything,
To end me,
I just can't stop myself from doing it.
Here I can't find a place to hide,
I can't, anymore, feel a need to smile.
I need to cry until its alright.
I need peace,
I need it in my mind.
I know it may sound mindless, insanely stupid,
But I found very little things worthwhile,
Nothing more,
Here I write something,
Sooner or later, if those things end,
I might end with them.
10:20 p.m.
3rd April,19
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Plus,
Thanks for reading.
:)
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Silence |✔
Poésie- 'It keeps me sane.' And sometimes, when all the tears dry up, I bleed words. Highest ranked as :3rd in poems, Started publishing on: 28/02/18 All of these words are entirely original. Please,don't copy and paste.
