I made a poem about how I feel what ya think

[harrypotter125]

I want to stop the beads of pain that roll down my eyes

I want to look in the mirror and be fine

I want to look down at the world one last lime

I want to fly

I want all these things all an endless cycle that never ends. Yet all I want is for it to end

so why do I want all these things that will never come true?

Maybe because I'm just like you

or maybe I'm just a little loose

I spent too much time a sitting goose

I want to not live in fear

or even shed a single tear

I've tried to change

I've tried to not be strange

your they?

I thought she.

just like before

I want more

just to run right out the door

now I've had fun

Because my time is done

[Ousted]

I feel you. I hope it helped get it out. I journal and write poetry too to get that stuff out. It helps sometimes. It's good. Keep going. If nothing else, true beauty comes from pain. As a great wordsmith said:Let me self-empower you

When you're down and they're tryin' to clown the f*** out of you

And you feel like you're runnin' out of fuel

I'll show you how to use doubt as fuel

Convert it to gunpowder too

Now what you do is put the match to the charcoal fluid

Put the spark to it like Martha Stewart barbecuing

Ah screw it, feel like you want to hit that wall then do it

Punch through it, just cock back, put your all into it

Now you gon' take that rage and make that what you wage

Never take back what you say

[harrypotter125 in reply to Ousted]

I love this

[harrypotter125 in reply to harrypotter125]

its a great poem really

[Iwillbedelivered]

I feel this! Thanks for sharing, capture the cycle so well.

[harrypotter125 in reply to Iwillbedelivered]

🙃

[Sautafossa]

Thanks for sharing!

[harrypotter125 in reply to Sautafossa]

🙃👍