heavy heavy air and snow
echoes of the morning breathe out cold
sets of numbers never meaning shit
why am i crying, it's not real is it?
voices in my head
maybe i'll wind up dead
you were just in my mind
something enough to make me cry
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Poetry
Poetry:TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide/abuse/harm/depression/anxiety These are poems that release some internal emotions I've been feeling. Some of them may be exaggerated or made up as to represent how I'm feeling. Hope you enjoy!
