I'm losing, darkness' tainting memories.
I'm hoping, I'm wishing,
I'm praying, I'm on my knees,
I'm crying, feeling like I'm dying.
Help me, I'd say,
but I realize I deserve to suffer.
So now I say, please go away
as I head towards my endless slumber.
Poet's Note
I wrote this when I had a fight with a friend. The pic is edited, but I probably did spam my friend with +200 messages 😅
Well, I gave up trying after that cuz I believed I didn't deserve them, but we're good now, somehow.....
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Before The Light
PoetryPain... I'm pretty sure no one likes to talk about that. Compared to those who have been abused or those who are facing racism, sexism or such, my pain is absolutely nothing. But it does hurt. Poetry is an outlet for my feelings. Paper does have mo...
