The walls that I built up
Are slowly falling down
Right in front of my eyes
An image that I despise.My face could only afford a frown.
Tears was forced out through holes it had worn.
Have you ever wished that you weren't born?
Heartaches were just a bop.Hear me out
I'm just trying to let it all out
In deep sorrow
For I am not sure of tomorrow.
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Summer Solstice and other poems
PoetryImagination has no limit, fall in love secretly. A collection of poetries about love, life, mental health, happiness and imagination.