"lost"
i lost someone
that had a
beautiful soul.
full of energy,
and smiles,
her personality
was gold.
she didnt know
what she wanted
to be in the world-
and that made her
less happy.
started over thinking
my stupidity
having these
demons come
in and attack me, see.
they can smell
the fear and
depression in
your eyes.
like they're reaching
out to me.
but only to pull
me down,
not to let me
fly.
they want to
watch me
die.
dont want me
to strive,
but instead
want guilt to
be eating my
insides.
they stay in
my head,
sit on the
corners
of my bed.
waiting for
me to finally
everything i
have.
waiting for
me to finally
let my go.
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