This is an honorary poem written for those who have experienced wars and tragedies throughout their lifetime. This was a history assignment but I thought I might as well most it. Hope you enjoy and follow for more
Drink up~ the loneliness.
Broken.~
Crushed.~
Shattered.~
Torn.~
Explore my deepest..
We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces
I remember being once a teenager and thinking I had no one to speak to. So I wrote my pain in poems, it did help but having to think my friends or Family would never understand. I was wrong.
Mental health matters.
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