This feeling kills me inside.
I dont think I'm anymore alive.
Depresion its a part of my other side,
that side that i dont show to my mind.
My emotions told me not to lie,
cause it doesnt helps you to feel right.
It is just a ilusion in your mind,
that wont go away till you reach something in life.
I lost everythink in no more than just a night.
Waking up every morning and taking another fight.
Doing all this helps me to write,
but holding all these problems inside,
will make me quite.
People say why dont you leave that dark place.
They dont know that I need some time in my own space.g
Living with something that will never be repleaced,
a monster that I create.
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My life
PoetryPoems that I write by myself. This poems come from my everyday life.Im also inspired from NF and his music.Enjoy it and if you want someone to talk I'm here.
