Tiredness, sadness, all of it was eating me away.
I couldn't live, I couldn't breathe,
I was slowly drowning.
Felt like I was caged within my own body .
It was suffocating.
Until one day, I decided to finally go away.
I tried but once again, it became one of the things I failed at.
I'm sorry if i'm a failure to you.
I'm sorry if i'm no good.
- wr
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A Cup of Tea's
PuisiA collection of poetry and other written works personally made by yours truly. Warning: Will contain some contents unsuitable for young audiences. Please at your own risk. Hope you'll find what you're looking for. 💕 - w.r
