Well
I guess it's over
I've been saying it has been for a while
But
In my depressive episodes
And false hopes
I didn't want to believe it
Hell
I'd give anything
Anything at all
To make it not true
But
This time
When my brain decided to have its downfall
It's starting to feel real
And it's starting to hurt more
I can feel it in my soul
Where as before
I just ignored the ache in my chest
But
What the hell
It was bound to end sometime
Too bad
I showed up
When it was dying
And I claimed it as mine
When really
I didn't even know
The first thing about it
How foolish I was
To think
I could finally feel happy
Happy
For something
That wasn't mine
To be happy
About
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Poetry Book 3
Poetrythird poem collection. they aren't in any particular order or anything like that, and after 100, there will always be a new one. if you've been here a while, I'm sure you know the drill. now, about the cover. it was a random Thursday, and an old fri...
