I feel empty all the time
And I just wonder why
People can't see me with their eyes.
It's like I'm standing in a room
But I don't really feel like I'm there.
When will they ever really care?
Honestly, I wish my lungs wouldn't fill with air.
Honestly, I wish I wouldn't wake up in the morning.
Honestly, I wish I was strong enough to pick it up
Or give it up.
Yeah right now I feel stuck.
I think I'm trapped in my own mind.
I have tunnel vision,
And my grave is in my sight.
Don't even put my name on the stone,
Just let me rest all alone.
Leave me be.
When I'm dead I'll know I'm free.
Honestly, I wish I could drown at sea.
Honestly, I wish someone would just love me.
Maybe that's all I need.
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where i'll be
Poetrya collection of poems, some describing where I'll be, others describing where I wish I was right now. trigger warning, mentions of death and other dark depictions.