Poetry. Music. Media.
A man I admire said that the future is coming, all I have to do is wake up.
But I am afraid to sleep.
This man showed me that I am not alone in whatever it is my world has become.
But I feel lonelier than ever.
There's a song I love that talks about about not forgetting who you are.
But I've never known who I am.
This song talks about how sometimes you have to choose loneliness to protect the ones you love.
But I just don't know how to let them in.
The media that I will publicly shame and say that I hate told me that I'm not good enough.
But despite this hate I believe it.
These stupid media magazines telling me what I should be and I hate them!
But that's all I want to be.
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A cry for help
PoetryJust a little poetry compilation in progress. ------••------ Trigger warning- Depression. Self harm. Suicide. Break ups. Alcohol. ------••------ All poems are my own. ------••------ The model in the photograph is Ash Bournes- the photo taken by...
