Looking around.
There's sadness entangling in my soul, how long do I have to go on like this?
When the night falls, it's the most dangerous time.
Why can't nobody hear my silent scream?
I'm lying down, wishing someone could hear me.
A dark pessimism filling me.
Am I even alive anymore?
Like a ghost, I walk around.
People see me.
But will they ever hear me?
The only proof I have of being alive is a heart that is barely beating.
Cut me open, only to find dead inside.
As the morning starts lighting up the sky, I look up.
Tonight, I'm alive.
I survived.
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~Poems~
PoetryI have always loved writing poems, so I'll post some of them here! Hope you'll like them!
