The end is near,
I know, it's coming
Wish you were here
Because it's you that I'm becoming
Just want to hear a sorry
So you can end this numbing
I'm sorry that I'm like this
Right now my life is tumbling
For you have always left me
Always left me in the dark
For I was always longing
Always longing for your spark
So please would you tell me?
Tell me I was enough?
Because it's you that I'm becoming
And the monster inside me is about to erupt.
--yourlocalsoup
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Poems
PoetryAs you have read from the title, this'll be a bunch of my own poems! There is a lot of triggers so read at ur own risk lmao. Some are based off of how I feel and what has happened to me and some are simply made up.
