Hey guys, I know I haven't updated in a long time and I'm sooooo sorry. To show you how sorry I am, here's a poem.
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She once lived.
She had a dream,
a life.
She believed.
She was deceived.
She had hope,
but it got smashed.
She gave so much.
Yet gained
so little.
She carried on.
She lived such
a fairytale.
Until he
came.
He ruined her.
She was broken.
She was hurt,
so she changed.
Too little was spoken.
He just left.
And left her unfixable
to die from the pain.
She became a villain
instead of a princess.
And all he said was
"Sorry".
YOU ARE READING
Hidden Thoughts
PoetryThere are more and more depressed people every day and it's about time someone starts talking about it. Since I am no exception, my words paint a picture of the ups and downs of this mental illness.
