Sometimes I feel like dying
As if it was the only choice I had
Crying myself to sleep
As if it was the only way to close my red puffy eyes
Trying to put the broken pieces of my heart together
As if it was the only solution to glue it back
My only choice was to give up
As if it will save me from all the misery I have
But no
I chose to be strong
Be positive even if the negative vibes are trying to push me into a pit
A pit filled with sadness
Only to suffocate me to give up
I chose to be bright and not to be surrounded by darkness
I chose the right people to be in my life and shut the wrong people out.
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Tales of the unknown
PoetryBOOK 1 Poems filled with tales told by my mind. Published: 07-06-20