i should be happy
the tiny pill should be enough
scientifically I should be better
but i still feel empty
the void pointlessness stayed
i feel fucked up
permanently damaged
but this time I am my own undoing
no longer can i blame it on depression
or being used and abused
so i'm forced to face the music
but i'd rather sink
-lana jane
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fly away poetry
Poetrya collection of self-written poetry for: those in pain those shamed because of who they love the people whose bodies have been taken from them the outcasts those that have had their mirrors become their own hell the unrequited lovers the people who...
