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I hate that feeling.
           that feeling when you're sad,
But you have no idea why.
           You feel so **** void,
but nothing has happened.
           They ask you what is wrong,
but you can not explain.
           Or they did not ask anything,
I do not know what is worse.
           It just feels like I miss someone,
someone I never met.
           I need someone who does not need me.
Loneliness hovers over me,
           takes control of me.
I do not even care.
           I extricate itself from the goals.
Sadness for now is my best and only friend.
           I begin to hate myself and
I want everyone to leave me alone.
          At the same time,
I want someone to hug me and
          told me that everything will be okay.

**I just hate that feeling.
That feeling,
when you do not even know what the hell you feel.
It's a feeling that only the heart and soul can feel.
Not your brain, because your pain will tell you are
okay when really your heart is altered by the world.
Someone please hold me, I really need it.
Lonely remnants of the things you
Learn to forget.
And leave around your room,
Soon you become one of those things.
Things that are either broken or not are left.
To sit and collect dust
??????
The last thought before I go to bed
Is always a handfull of the same things
-how should I be feeling right now
-I hope I didn't hurt anyones feeling that didn't deserve it
-you
-the sky is nice
-so are trees
-you
-and bees
all of those things are great, but also in some way bring great pain,
almost
Like a
pure grief
I don't know my feelings ever, I try with poetry. I don't know if it makes sense to you but it kind of does for me so ya know. it's my outlet. But opinions are accepted!
eyes dry
and mouth raw
rosy cheeks
and a sneak peak
leaks
through the ceiling and into my mind
away I go
I'm v sleepy n I just felt like doing a random free sleep, sorry for if I have bad grammar. but I would like opinions!!! Thank You!
Even though I am here physically,
does not mean I am here mentally.
Right now I am away,
from all the pain and disappointment
I call, school, home the city I live in and
I don't want to be here

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