Poems about Health
Part I: While we were both falling, you didn't know I was dying
To vent is to relieve yourself To benefit one’s personal health To hold things in you are at risk
A broken doll then The puppeteer has left No one to follow
The car is just a vessel expressing what's been in my head for years. It's more about the chemicals,
Dear me, stay still with the trees the breeze and the world rotating each time that i breathe
Dear Nightmares, Why do you torment me so?
Future me, do you remember? Can you think way back?
your mind is numb. there is a pressure building in your mind Your thoughts trying to break free.
dear depression, you have never been just sadness it could never be that simple