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Hangman
I often think to myself;
how I won't see 30;
life is short, clear yet blurry;
I have no room for misunderstanding;
I often think;
how I'm losing my mind;
my ability to cope and explain my mind,
slowly declines....
I have no room for misunderstanding;
I'm doing far from fine;
past degraded, I feel myself fading;
mask off, mask on masquerading....
I know myself; I know my chances;
I have no room for misunderstanding;
dammit; I'm searching for words; my actions are as useful as a tool with nothing but poor practice....
moving, stagnant, dramatic;
there's a tragic mess in this attic;
fighting these "demons" are like below degree weather without even a jacket....
Published 26th Feb 2019
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26th Feb 2019 2:55pm
I have been depressed about certain things in my life and I do relate. I loved how you used the words in such a rhyming and musical way. This is how I prefer to write to myself. I like the use of words that bounce off of each other and just a touch of rhyming but also sounds hip and musical. I like the use of a tragic mess in the attic, as I see that as being the attic being the mind
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26th Feb 2019 6:04pm
Ridiculously relatable peaceflow👏👏
Very much felt this
You're definitely not alone in feeling this way
" I often think;
how I'm losing my mind;
my ability to cope and explain my mind,
slowly declines.... "
exactly how I've felt for the past year my friend
Excellent piece peace Phenomenal penning👏👏
Very much felt this
You're definitely not alone in feeling this way
" I often think;
how I'm losing my mind;
my ability to cope and explain my mind,
slowly declines.... "
exactly how I've felt for the past year my friend
Excellent piece peace Phenomenal penning👏👏
26th Feb 2019 9:02pm
