Today I beat my fist against the wall
Sat on the floor
Screaming at people who weren't there
Crying in pure agonizing pain
Trying to forget everything I know
I know too much
I know that today I found hell
And it's Infront of my eyes
It's the absence of a heart in my chest
The absence of friends
The absence of freedom
The feeling of loss over the fact
I know there is no repeating the past
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Desolation boy 3 - help me
PoetryThis one is for the ones who don't feel like they exist. And the ones who never get a break from pain. All poems are from my head, heart, soul and personal experiences 🛑TRIGGER WARNING🛑
