"It's back.
Why does it always come back?
That fog.
It loves me.
But the love isn't returned.
I wish I had a fan to blow it all away.
But I don't.
I have to battle it.
Again.
I'm getting tired of this.
I need a shower.
I need to brush my teeth.
I need to do more with my life.
But i'm just laying here.
Trying to find the will to live.
The energy to live.
I'm tired."
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Empty Thoughts from an Empty Heart.
PoetryPoems. That's all there is to it. I enjoy writing poems to express the way i'm feeling and i think some people might relate to these sooo
