Have you ever thought of dying with your own hands?
Falling apart, falling from an apartment, scattered in pieces?
It feels like
There is a hidden person inside me
Kneeling down, plead for help
Stuck in a corner with dried eyes
Tears are not falling anymore
I don't know what to feel other than being emotionless
Mixing of both best friends
Depression and anxiety
You care too much, you lose too much
You careless, you still lose too much
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Daily Oxygen
PoetryWhen the head is not in the game and people is a special place to be blamed. A collection of poems emphasizing on suicidal thoughts and struggle to find oneself. Hoping that the readers win the fight with their mind.
