Memories
Engulf me
Leaving me stranded
Confuzzled between the past and the present
I wish they were more
More than a sense of nostalgia
They bring me nothing
But a wave of sadness and guilt
Look at them
Playing and laughing
Why are they stuck
In the past I yearn for?
Where am I?
I wanna go back -
Back to where I was
Where I was living
I can't breathe
This world is suffocating me
I'm barely surviving
All I want is to be free
I can't accept my reality
I would rather go to hell
It still feels surreal
And takes all my willpower not to yell
I want to cry,
Yet the tears escape me
Maybe I lost myself,
In the battle to be free
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Forlorn
Poetry𝕯𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖎𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖑? In which... I post the poems I write. I have only recently started getting into writing poetry, it really helps me express my emotions. Constructive criticism is greatly ap...
