Hey! Another poem! Hope you enjoy it!
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When you left
I felt my heart breaking
Even though I was still breathing.
When you left
I felt my hands doing dead
Even though I was still using them.
When you left
I felt my head shaking
Even though I was holding it in my fingers.
When you left
I felt my legs going the wrong way
Even though I was trying to stop them.
When you left, I was in pain and you have no idea how hard it was to handle.
YOU ARE READING
Breathing in, breathing out
PoetryI could never find proper words To tell you how much I miss you And all the little things you had; First, the way you saw this world Through your sad ocean eyes. PS! In this collection, I touch on many serious topics like suicide, death, grief, trau...
