05/20/20
~12:05 am
What am I doing here
Laying still in a vast void
White and yet still dark
Floating aimlessly
There is no rhythm or rhyme
To what I am doing
I am clearly lost
A never ending cycle
Can't tell the difference
Struggling to move
How many days have passed by
I'm avoiding you
I am always sick
You took it away from me
My hope you have it
Maybe it's just me
I must fight my own battles
Can't gain consciousness
I can't ask for help
I have a pounding headache
Can't keep my mind still
Random chance of thought
This is killing me slowly
I'm falling apart
God I need to stop smoking
Got so high I stared speaking in haiku's
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Metaphors from Mars (Poetry)
PoetryMars: a symbol of conflict, desire, and passion Disclaimer: This "collection" is an archive of poetry and various ramblings from my teenage years. All poems were written between 2016-2024. Please enjoy the thoughts from last 8 years of my life.
