I'm sat on the bathroom floor again,
I want to vomit,
Tears falling from my eyes.
I ate,
I did feel fine.
I drank,
Nothing felt off.
Now my body wants to vomit,
Eject everything it consumed today,
Maybe my soul's negativity,
Would leave with it.
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Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
