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Suffer
            In
                Silence.

                  
    
                               That’s
                     What
          Dying
     Is
All
     About .
              



     My suicide note.
I lay here in this tiny white bed and let the monster slowly take me.

Wrap it’s hands around my throat.

We’ve both been on this boat before.

But I could jump of.

I could disappear.
I can feel myself slowly falling in love.

And why does falling in love feel like falling down a well? I wasn’t pushed, but I jumped and now I find myself clinging anything.

to the air, to the silence, to the fragments of vulnerability I have yet to tell you.

For who knows what will happen when I hit the ground?
I wanna be held

I wanna be loved

But all I get is silence

And falling stars crashing to the surface
This poem is about wanting love, but getting hurt instead. Hope you guys like it❤️
My pain is trending on Twitter.

It went viral and I guess they loved the bitterness of my words.

If only they knew where it came from...  

My pain is trending on Twitter.

I cried and cried so many nights and they all replied with a like.

My pain is trending on Twitter.
I don’t get much sleep because lately, I’ve been really sad so I write to feel a little better and I hope these poems help you deal with whatever you’re going through. ❤️❤️
I
Don’t
             Want
                       To
                       Be
                                  In
                                      Pain
                       Anymore
I wrote this poem back in 2018 during one of the darkest times in my life. I was suffering from depression and this is how I felt at the time. I hope you enjoy the poem and please leave a comment.❤️❤️
Love is wild

Maybe too wild for me.

And I used to believe that it was a mistake for these poor boys to love me.

To try and catch me, but now it’s clear to see.

They are the wild things and I am desperately trying to catch them. running, running and scraping my knees.

When I realize that I cannot love, that I could not tame such wild beasts?
Back in 2018, I wrote a poem called wild thing. It’s still on profile if you want to read it, but the other day I realized that roles are now reversed. Instead of trying to catch me, I am trying to catch them. I guess it’s all part of being single. Enjoy and leave a comment ❤️❤️
Another day locked in this cage.

I want to die.

Can someone take the pain away?
This poem is just about what I’m going through right now and with the virus. Hope you enjoy and please feel free to leave a comment ❤️❤️
Depression manifested by isolation

Communication is more important than ever these days so how I do I tell you that I wanna run away?

Change my name and get a new look because I’ve been locked in this cage for over 96 days.

It’s summertime and the living isn’t easy.

LIVING
             ISN’T
                       EASY.
This poem is really about living in isolation during this global pandemic we’re all facing. I really feel like I just want to run away and start somewhere new. How are you feeling during this time? Enjoy the poem and leave a comment below❤️❤️
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