Messing up
Not glowing up
Breathing out
Instead of breathing in
Not a word
Just a tear
Help me out
Or I might drown
This world so wrong
And only frowns
Keep me bleeding
Not just breathing
Let me shatter
We'll go together
But all is gone
And I got questions
Where are you now?
Why did you leave?
Now I forgot how to breath
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Dyingful Poetry
Poetry"I need something to kill me, I am tired of taking my own life..." Here are some poems I've written. There are some that are pretty dark and some have a deep meaning, but well that's life, dark and deep. Started: 07.15.2019 Finished: 08.20.2019 Than...
