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 Feb 2019
Anya
I used to just fly
But now I'm falling
On the ride down
The sweet ground is calling

What's better?
To burn or to crash?
Either way,
I'm transforming to ash.

I feel pain
But I don't.
I feel numb
But I don't.
I want to cry
But I won't.
I want to try
But I won't.

I'm starting
To see myself
As just another book
On your 10-story shelves.

I'm dying inside
Being eaten alive
By this sensation.

This unending suffering...
Is your creation.
This was a pretty raw poem I wrote after a 3-year breakup.
 Jul 2018
a smol bean
why'd you have to make me feel the way I do?
no matter what I cannot escape the grasp of you

Ive lost all contact to my brain
and lost all feeling of the pain

all I used to do was sit there crying
hiding from the bullets flying

feeling like my heart got ripped out of my chest
feeling like I couldn't make it through the rest

I was useless, sitting there waiting for a change
but that wouldn't ever stop the pain

why am i numb now? well im one to say
you cant wait for the pain to go away
you get used to it.

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1:32a.m.
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