Depression Rising
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Last published втр, июн. 20, 2023
Poems written about depression, and struggles, and being stuck in pits in which you just cant seem to pull yourself out of
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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.
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The Lament of the Bard
The collection of my thoughts and feelings this contains They rattle around the heightened corners in my brain And to the public I have cast all these flowing words askew And as I try to release more pieces to the the winds anew To all those who have watched my work, I plead that you don't tire You may request a poem made for you if you have such a desire Please do not hold back the will to comment or suggest something you see Please do give kindness in form of vote and I will continue to serve thee Highest Rank : #12 (Cover is self made)Завершенная история
may it be for lost insanity, for the breakfast you wish you had alone
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