People say I am crazy
And maybe I am
I see things they don't
I feel things they don't
But is it wrong?
We are in the same room,
Taking up the same space,
But
You don't see what I see
You don't feel what I feel.In my own little world,
Everything is real.
I am happy,
I can see colors dancing in my room.
In my own little world,
Everything is painless,
I am limitless,
I can do everything I want to.But I need to take those meds,
And you'll be gone soon after.I don't want you gone.
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March 19, 2020
1:14pm
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Breathe Again
PoetryYou know what they say... we can try. || Collection of poems. || 2020