Like a waterfall of tears, my emotions keep flowing.
It's like they never intend on going.
With every tear a piece of me dies,
If I'm found dead tomorrow there will be no surprise...
Does it even matter why I feel this way?
Does it even matter if I die today?
Nothing matters, not anymore.
Will it ever matter now? I can't be sure.
But what I am sure of is that I can't be here for much longer.
This inner hatred inside me is only growing stronger.
I'm tired of pretending to be carefree.
So like a waterfall of tears, the life will flow from 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...
