Sometimes I want to die,
to live,
to scream,
to cry,
I want to dive into the sky,
Reach out to the stars,
And pluck it into my palms
The sky a limit,
A horizont I want to climb
but then I remember I am not even alive.
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
Poem 13
Sometimes I want to die,
to live,
to scream,
to cry,
I want to dive into the sky,
Reach out to the stars,
And pluck it into my palms
The sky a limit,
A horizont I want to climb
but then I remember I am not even alive.