August 2020
I feel like
I'm Dying.
Like everything
has been taken from me
and all I want to do
is jab a knife
into my chest to
finish the job.
The pure agony
cursing through my veins
feels like it'll never
end.
As the tears roll down my cheeks,
Never stopping or pausing.
The life leaving my body
as it feels like it's
too heavy to bear.
Like I've reached
the end
and this is all I get;
absolute agony and disappointment.
Heartbreak and Broken Promises.
Never could i have ever imagined
it would feel
like this.
Dying.
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Chaotically Organized
PoetryWelcome to my chaotic mind, expressed in free verse poetry that just down right sucks, however it is the process of expression and finding myself. From healing, to pain, to falling down again, to hoping to find myself. Chaotically organized and sh...
