Reality,
I want so much more,
But my feelings are pools
Pools of empty memories,
Broken hearts,
Pools of putrid water,
Standing still,
Cursed to forever stand still
I pray for a storm,
A raging rainstorm,
Wash my pools into a river,
Let them flow free yet contained,
Flow me to the sea
Let me feel true love,
I don't want to live in fear,
Fear of indulging in this sin,
My love is only sin,
I want to repent
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My Tragedies
PoezieThis is a collection of poems when I've been my most depressed and low. Trigger warning. If you relate to any of these, please reach out. It's never too late.
