Get over it.
How do you get over the monsters
Dancing in your head?
How do you get over the tragedies
Running through your veins?
How do you get over all your bright stars
Twisted into shadows of nothingness
How do you fucking get over it?
When your knees are bruised
And hands are bloody
When you struggling
To keep your eyes open
And screaming in agony
How could you get over it?
Don't ask them to get over it
Because they never get over it.
They will never get over it
But they will live
They will live with it.
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Waves Of Blue
PoetryThere was a star riding through the clouds one night, and I said to star, "consume me" - Virginia Woolf Started:7.06.2021 Status: completed ©cooshookie 2021
