I want to cry, yet I want to smile.
I enjoy solitude, yet I crave company.
I'm miserable, yet I repel change.
I'm content, yet I yearn for more.
Each smile flows a drop of sadness;
Each laugh lights a flame of anger.
My world is hot and cold,
Jarringly black and white.
All that kills me makes me feel alive.
All that drowns me makes me want to fly.
Why awaken when you can fall asleep?
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Psychsis
PoetryWithin the embrace of my demons. · -------------------- · 𖥸 · -------------------- · This poetry collection contains sensitive and potentially triggering content such as substance use, self-harm and suicidal thoughts. Read with precaution.
