Longing to stand outside
and get that fresh air
Instead you're locked up
for 2 months in a lair
Go out with a mask and hand sanitizer
Just to buy food, supplies, and
learned to be a survivor
Heroes are struggling to save a person's life
Scared to be the reason that person breathes their last breath, that'll be their last goodbye
Miss seeing the sun
and talking to friends
Never thought we'd see it end
We took advantage of that
and our happiness got thin
We weren't grateful,
we destroyed and sinned
Before, our air was polluted
and the ocean was dark and hollow
After, the sky's all cleared up
and the sea sings and it glows
We are the problem
We were killing and
didn't connect the dots
We are the reason
We let out Pandora's box
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The Chaos In My Mind
PoesiaTo everyone wondering what the hell is happening in my head. All these poems were written after i remembered, Remembered the pain I've been through, Reminded of how cruel this world was, Thinking I needed to let it out. I was once a little girl...
