the emotions had no vessel to run rampant in.
my eyes still focused on scanning my thoughts,
moving quickly trying to find a grasp onto a single speck of feeling.
with nothing to hold,
it forced the water out of my blood,
and pushed it out through my eyes.
with every tear let out another ounce of self despair.
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My Poems Of Unrest
Poetryif u came across this, hey! these are just some poems I made describing things that i couldn't really describe or say physically, out loud. *WARNING* there is triggering content in these poems (self-harm, depression, anxiety, identity crisis, etc) t...
