That Man

I want to cry I’m not sure why or what causes it but I do If you have to ask me why then you’ll never understand  Understanding  I don’t know I’m lost In my feelings Broken Walking like a thin sheet of glass Falling to pieces wishing someone could fix me Hold me Just hold…

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An essay on sadness

Some days I want to sit and cry I’m not sad I’m not sure what I am My heart is at peace As peace as it can be When my anxiety doesn’t take hold of the wheel anyway Even then I’m not sad I don’t know what I am I am Something else Someone else…

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