Drowning in the depths of my despair
Am I stressed out, or just pulling at my hair?
I feel fine
I spot no tears
When was there a cross in the line?
I haven't even confronted my fears!
Confused and a mess,
It's me who yields.
I can't even begin to bother
When all I can do is be somber
To those who expected more of me
I'm sorry
The person of who I wish to be
Is no longer
And there the dam breaks,
Or hopefully, it will
I don't know how long it'll take
Before it's all just a bill
The bill I have to pay
A response to what once was mine
I'm still waiting for the day
Oh wait, isn't it all just fine?
I'm fine.
Positively delighted!
Not falling for time's trickery,
The crude and embellished mystery
...
Binding my faith
Will do me no good.
I'm doing no good,
This is no good.
Will I take the bait?
This is just a mood.
I can fix this mood,
I can work with this, good.
I may just lay here in my tears
I can't work with this dear
I'm not burnt out,
I promise.
Nor am I stressed out,
I swear! It's just a mess
...
I was never drowning
It was all an imagination
Stressed out, perhaps?
But, I'm certain it's just a mishaps!
This is okay,
I could work with this.
Hopefully
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Letters To The #%>*^
PoetryThis was originally going to be what I started as a project alone in my main account, but now it's just a compilation of letters I write on discord. Also, my dearest darlings, do you think I should use a few of these in my fanfic one-shot book? Also...
