I want to cry. But I have no tears
Sadness inside. Still dry eyes.
Symptoms of depression, facade under a disguise.
Ok is the greatest lie.
A hint for madness, a glimpse of pain.
Social stigma prevents the physical simulation of the thoughts which crowd my brain.
Self hatred, anhedonia,
No motivation to try.
A glitch in the universe, which forbids me to cry.
When sadness is the norm, happiness is the high.
Dreams of the future, stunted, begin to die.
Pointlessness. Repetition. Insane.
Someone dissolve the pain.
Reset the madness in my brain.
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Angel's Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I have written some of which are in books of mine or posted individually for votes. Some of them are kinda cheesy or typical. I hope you like them. Also some of the poems were written specifically for the books that they are fr...
