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It's 4a.m. and I'm awake as I can be
Curing the parts of me that seemed hollow
The monsters under my bed are slowly eating me
And I'm trying to find comfort in my own shadow
Desperate to hide from everything, I cried
'Cause I can't escape from what's already inside
My fragile soul, my broken mind
That functions only when I press "rewind"
A blade, a noose, a handful of unprescribed dosages
Does it matter? What will be the consequences?
What could be worse than being here?
What could be worse than living with irrational fears?
Looking around me only fuels my weakness
I'm all alone, my life is numberless
I have no one. I am no one.
No one would look for me when I'm gone.
The sun is already crawling in,
A reminder that I must learn to forget
And forgive myself for wanting to end what's yet to begin
Perhaps life isn't over for me yet.
Tonton paki-explain. Lab yu.
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The poetry is impressive, brief but very meaningful. Poetry is a word that represents the mind and soul of each who wrote it. I love poetry because I am a poet. I will wait for every other beautiful poem tomorrow. Thank you @biibii
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STOPAs usual, lovely write up with nice picture~!