Cold, murky grey surroundings.
How long until I sink?
How long until my body falls,
Disappearing into the deep?
Worries weigh me down,
My body aches with fear,
Even though it's what I sought,
I'm afraid that death is near.
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Dear No One
PoetryI wrote this series of poems in some of the darkest states I've ever been in. I hope my suffering comes through my writing in a way that can be understood by many. Please enjoy!
