the places that made me happy
the convos, the jokes
all are suddenly dull and bland
numbed till i can't feel it's pokes
everything is now dangerous
all i see in them are means
to end my pain, my sorrow
by just a slit in my arm's veins
(April 7, 2019)
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LOST IN LOVE
Poetrya collection of poems from a week long depression and a traumatizing real life experience. ********** # 2 in bisaya (April 13, 2019) # 1 in bisaya (April 15, 2019)
