Blankness: The feeling you get when you've felt sadness and frustration so many times, you can't feel it, anymore.
You don't feel anything.
You just know that it feels unnatural.
You become finished with everyone.
I want to wash my hands clean of everyone's words and issues;
Of my words and issues.
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Dear Suicide...
Poetry(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that...
