The Stars Aren't Shining
My legs are shaking,
And the ceiling is spinning,
The stars aren't shining,
And I'm not winning.
My hair is thin,
And my nails are chipping,
My heart is falling,
And my smile is slipping.
I don't know how you'd see this,
And I hope you never do,
Because I'm not living a lie,
But you don't know what I'm going through.
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Afraid of the Dark
PoetryA collection of twelve poems about living in the dark sometimes.
