Shards of ice
They pierce my heart
And there's something within ripping me apart
Fire ignites within my lungs
And the voice in my head says
This is it. This is the end
Depression's conquered me for so long
And I wonder
Am I even alive?
and i search within my soul
to just make sure
but then i realize
The voice in my head was right 3 years ago
When it said it was the end
Because.This is what it's like
To be breathing but dead.
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PoetryHow do we understand? _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Words are hard to say Eyes are hard to look into Actions are hard to perform When they're all revolving around love. A collections of poems written by just an ordinary girl (me) when I'm at my...
