Your unfinished sentence,
Leaving me to wander,
Through the endless depths of my mind.
Fragments of loving you,
Pictures of the past,
I don't want your love,
But I do.
They won't let you cut your hair,
How cruel,
How unjust,
To let this boy go mad.
I do love him.
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Whispers in the Wind - A Poetry Recovery Journal
PoesieI will be documenting my recovery from various mental health struggles, as well as processing through my time in psych hospitals through the free-verse poetry in this book.
