Everyone wants to know how the earth moves around us,
How the face of the moon lights up your face at night,
No one understands that the cliff is coming close and at this point falling to my death is the only choice,
The darkness that surrounds us,
The pain in my heart disappeared and the loss of breath began,
Let me understand,
My brain is fogged,
The struggle to get air is becoming too much,
Yet no one understands the difficulty it brings to keep the distance,
The reality is my heart and a cliff meet,
the bottom is close,
This is the end of me.
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The Pieces
PoetryPoetry that I write when I feel angry, sad, or when I just need to write. This is mostly for me to vent but if you want to see my poetry and read about the rollercoaster that is my life go all for it.
