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Death By Life
Blood in my eyes,
not liquidized
metaphorically speaking of
pain and hatred,
Realistically speaking,
I'm hurting.
Trying to cope with the pressures of life,
Life becomes too much
yet not enough
At the same time, so many hands
Stretched out to me
But none for me,
walls closing in around me
I can't breathe, claustrophobia.
This tightened grip around my neck
its suffocating,
Rhetorically speaking
I'm dying.
not liquidized
metaphorically speaking of
pain and hatred,
Realistically speaking,
I'm hurting.
Trying to cope with the pressures of life,
Life becomes too much
yet not enough
At the same time, so many hands
Stretched out to me
But none for me,
walls closing in around me
I can't breathe, claustrophobia.
This tightened grip around my neck
its suffocating,
Rhetorically speaking
I'm dying.
Published 15th Jan 2020
Author's Note
Often times we think of the easy way out of the hardship but its not always the best way. Idk who this one was for but just stick it out for a little while longer..... things are going to be okay, believe me!
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15th Jan 2020 8:24pm
very inspiring from the heart and soul you are so right for knowone truly knows what someone eles is going through in this life truth spoken at its finest dear poetess...respect
15th Jan 2020 8:26pm
15th Jan 2020 8:28pm
