Sun rays cutting across the room so you can watch the dust fly
You're heart singing to the beat of butterflies with broken wings that live inside your chest
Child-like laughter replaces oxygen in the air
While memories of running through grass fog over your eyes
A pale yellow/tan hue clouds your mind
And glimpses of an old song playing on repeat
But it's only there for a moment,
Like a deep breath in, then it's gone.
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The Mind of a Teenage Outcast
Poetry//My second poetry book// Poetry about Depression/Self harm/Anxiety/Suicide and generally sensitive topics Possibly triggering Please read my first poetry book Brøken/Depressed Pøems Thanks *my own poems* Rankings - #221 in poem ...
