What I need
Is someone to hold me in their loving arms
As I sob hysterically at three a.m.
And tell them of all of my troubles
And they do so
Because they love caring for me
And never want this feeling to end
This feeling of being the only person I need
And the only person I want
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Feelings
PoetrySome poetry about my depression, self harm, being suicidal, and social anxiety that I've written. *TRIGGER WARNING* This book of my poetry is not to support or glorify self harm, suicide, or mental illnesses such as depression and social anxiety in...
