I see their happiness and turn it into my cold sadness that swallows me whole.
Spitting out less and less each time.
Here I go again drowning in my own sadness.
I cannot scream aloud,
All I can do is sink.
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The Forget Me Nots
PoetryThis is a simple book of poetry no more, no less. Thank y'all so much for getting up to #4 in through my eyes, this is my highest ranking and I'm honored. :)
