Cower
I am visiting a place
I haven't in a while
It's dark and cold
Almost suffocating
Almost
But it's familiar
Yet unfamiliar
I have been here a lot of times
So many times I can't count
It had been a constant
Yet the feelings are new
The tears are fresh
salty even
But the pain is always the same
The heart always feels heavy
And I always tell myself
Maybe if I breath
It will weigh less
But it seems to only get heavy. By Lizzy
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Poetry Of The Heart
RandomThis is a collection of poems I have written, mostly when I was sad. They are all a reflection of my emotions only so many can understand them.
