tw: hopelessness.
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i sit and wait for something to change
something changes
for the worse
i remember going and being me
it feels like yesterday and never
we're at a standstill
everything is moving
everything is changing
and we are at a standstill
the sun moves in the sky
sixteen
seventeen
eighteen
my house faces west
i'm able to see the dusk
i can't see the dawn
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my depression demon: a poetry collection
PoesieThis is a collection of poems written about various topics in my life. Some will be sad, some will be funny, and some will be just gay. I've had these poems for a long time and never had the courage to post them on here. I hope you all enjoy. Warnin...
