giving up on poetry is like
giving up on air
except more painful
holding on to my past is like
my own crown of thorns
that I wear without complaint
having a depressive episode is like
drowning in a black lake of me
but I hate the person I am
being myself is like
the disappointment you feel as a child
when you realize you can't be anything you want.
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:54 PM UTC
giving up on poetry is like
giving up on air
except more painful
holding on to my past is like
my own crown of thorns
that I wear without complaint
having a depressive episode is like
drowning in a black lake of me
but I hate the person I am
being myself is like
the disappointment you feel as a child
when you realize you can't be anything you want.
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