people see me burn, burn to ashes
i watch as my life just flashes
flashes before my eyes
impossible for me to come down from these highs
i feel lost a wandering soul
but oh i wish how i could finally feel whole
quick to make choices that hurt like steeping
on a hot cinder
so maybe i need to start to reconsider
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Poems That Show My Soul
PoetryThis is my poem journal how i can better word out my mind and let it flow out in a lovely strand of words that will bring people to love my mess of a life and call someone with a mindset like me beautiful
