Words on a screen are not enough to comfort me.
I need someone to hold me, tell me that "It will all work out, you'll see."
I need to know that I am not alone in this walk of life.
That someone will stick with me throughout all the strife.
So please, someone, anyone, be that person.
And I will know that we talked for a reason.
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The Darkness Is Swallowing Me
الشعرA collection of my poems that I wrote about depression, self harm, suicide, and life.
