tears— i long for it
every once in a while,
i have the urge to cry
and break down from
everything that's happening
to let go and release the pain
avoids deeper destruction
but i haven't cried for a long time
because i don't want to
sometimes, i get tired too
inside, the storm rages
but the clouds are too numb
to let the warm water flow
so i just chose to forget
everything... for now
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Enchanted (A Collection of Poetry)
Poetryteenage memories immortalized through words ✒️ 2018 - 2022