Weighed down;
From my head to my feet.
My only wish;
Is to be buried;
Six feet deep.
No motivation to eat or speak;
I'm sure I've finally reached my peak.
Can't even shower;
This mood is constantly growing sour.
I wish I had the power;
To get through these dark hour's.
B
ut for now;
This coffin is where i'll cower.
-Tori
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Dark And Light- A Poem Full Of Feelings.
PoezjaThese are poems that I created in a series of different blackout poetry and poems I've created myself. - •I write my poems based on what I am thinking, as it's a way to help me cope. - • Blackout poems are created by blocking out certain words in...
