spitting lines
like i'm slicing lines
cause i'm depressed as fuck
staring at my eyelids
praying to feel
praying to heal
praying to make it
through my life
just pretend to sleep
another sleepless night
pretend that your body is next to mine
instead of this blanket
I think about wrapping around my neck
already suffocating
gasping for air
cause it feels as if
my lungs had collapsed
and my lungs can't get enough
it feels like poison
breathing air
for a body stuck in motion
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Into the Darkness
PoetryA collection of poems. For the troubled minds, the minds of the troubled youth. Not for the faint hearted, for this is the story of my life. And this is my safe place, my journal I go to in my darkest nights. Know that eventually, everything should...
