I just feel completely done,
Nothing I do anymore feels fun.
Life has becomes too much stress,
Everything's just a disorganised mess.
My energy is phenomenally low,
There's no where left for me to go.
All I do is procrastinate,
I need help but I fear it's too late.
Everyone has given up on me,
I knew it would happen eventually.
I want to break this cycle so badly,
If I don't then I know anyone left will leave me.
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100 random rhyming poems
Poetry100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
