So many of us,
have spent far too long in an eternity of self inflicted wounds.
Where days seem to blur together,
and that oh so familiar dull feeling of emptiness.
Where we wake up feeling weary of the path ahead of us,
too terrified that one step forward will leave us abandoned and forsaken.
-h.d
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Poetry
PoetryTW: Self-harm, Sexual assault , Strong language, and other mature themes. Please read at your own risk.
