Backstory: This is kind of just my ramblings from a night at 3am spent staring at my bedroom ceiling...
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Loneliness. It's a funny thing isn't it? Because I mean you can feel it at any time - you could be surrounded by people who love you but in your mind you'll convince yourself that that's a lie. It's you against the work and no one else - staring at the wall, in the dark, tears in your eyes, trying to pick up the pieces of your mental health - your shattered soul and all you long for is someone else's arms around you to pick you up when you fall...
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A/n: This is an unfinished poem at the moment but I still wanted to publish it because it felt relevant for me right now, just know if you feel like this you're not alone in that~G x
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My poems...
PoetryMy friends suggested I published some of these so...here they are I guess? Hope you like them & thanks for reading! ~G x Disclaimer: This is all my own work, please do not copy!!!