sometimes
i can't tell whether i'm lonely
or bored
can't tell if i'm upset
or sad
sometimes
when i'm alone
i feel like i really am
not just alone in my room
but alone in my mind
alone in the world
i want to feel
like maybe
just maybe
someone will come find me
and take me out of my room
my hiding spot
and save me from my mind
from my thoughts
for when i'm alone
i tend to get lost in them
lost in the huge forest
that contains my secrets
my desires
my feelings
and my fears
the trees are my desires
to be alone
but not truly
the animals are my secrets
walking around
but never seen
the rivers are my feelings
constantly moving along
never stopping
but then
at the edge of my forest
there's a cliff
and that cliff is all my fears
it hangs there
always
never moving
always changing
but staying the same all the while
that cliff
is the place i tend to sit
when i'm alone
or think i am
in this world
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Something Immortal
RandomJust a bunch of random poetry i wrote. hopefully it's not too bad. it's just about my life and how i'm feeling. this is a way i like to cope with shit so hope you enjoy my coping mechanism as much as i do.
