The time ticks by
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Pass in blinks and breaths
In heartbeats and hopes
In time alive
In time wishing I wasn't
Night falls
Here so soon?
I hope you sleep well
God knows I won't.
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There Is A Hell.
Poetry(No, this has nothing to do with Bring Me The Horizon) This is not a story. This is a collection of poems and thoughts (some by me, and some gathered by various sources) about depression, sadness, etc. Warning: contains mentions of self-harm, sui...
