Feelings dire
As alone again
Overwhelming
Until when
I can’t work out
Why I feel?
So bothered now
Lost the will
I cry inside
To myself
Silently
Never out
I’m always strong
Can’t you see?
Look at me
Happy, be free
It’s all a lie
I’m dead inside
Pushing away
Through the tide
Why is it here?
This crippling force
Suffocating
With all its torque
It will last for hours
A day or two
Until it eats me
Until it’s through
(TYPING WITH LEFT HAND). – Have injured right hand – sorry you’re feeling bad. Will chat more when I can type properly X
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No worries, get better soon x
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Nice poem. By the way, could you follow me back?
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Of course I can, glad you liked it
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things will look up, I hope. Hope is so fickle, yet it’s so human, don’t you think?
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It’s nice to have something. We need at least 1 positive to try and push on through
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i suppose that is quite what makes us human- the will to survive and keep going. Your art is beautiful♡
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Thank you so much for your kind words
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